<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:11:11.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>教学　交流　交心</title><subtitle type='html'>有空来坐坐</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-1758329940183306836</id><published>2008-09-16T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:29:34.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我国残奥战绩历来最佳</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/SM81qkYh6XI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P8XDi7S7TnM/s1600-h/para080916j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246471096347257202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/SM81qkYh6XI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P8XDi7S7TnM/s400/para080916j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我国16岁小将叶品秀终于传来捷报，在她个人最拿手的50米仰泳-S3级中勇夺金牌。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　昨天是北京残奥会游泳赛的最后一天，我国16岁小将叶品秀终于传来捷报，在她个人最拿手的50米仰泳-S3级中勇夺金牌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　在上午的预赛中，这名首次参加残奥会的少年泳手就以57秒92的成绩，刷新自己今年初4月创下的1分0.8秒的世界纪录。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　尽管胜券在握，但由于担心上星期五在50米自由泳预赛中刷新世界纪录，决赛却游出第二名的历史重演，晚上决赛前新加坡支持者心情都有点紧张。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　比赛结果与上午一样，开赛后头30米，她的位置似在第三、第四之间，接着冲力大发，越游越快、越游越快，最终以强大的速度优势冲向终点，如其名字所暗示的，一枝独秀夺得金牌。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　她的决赛成绩是58秒75，比银牌得主，英国的弗兰·威廉森的1分6秒07快了超过7秒半。铜牌归给了中国泳手夏江波，成绩1分7秒97。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　昨天的比赛也是我国残奥代表团本次赛会上的最后一场比赛，现场的拉拉队除了数十名来自我国官员、运动员家属与朋友、在北京就读的新加坡留学生以外，我国残奥队“大家庭”的所有成员几乎全员到场加油。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　感人画面，还包括从香港转往北京的新加坡残奥马术两面铜牌得主陈雁仪的热情参与。陈雁仪患有大脑麻痹症，双耳失聪，说话速度慢，但始终振臂努力喊着：“新加坡、新加坡。”&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　赛后，新加坡人在场馆大厅亲切相拥，互相道贺。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　母亲庄美花受访时说：“听到国歌奏起时，真的很感动。她这样，算为国争光吧？”&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　夺金主角本人话却不多。受访时她说：“很高兴，很感动这么多人来支持我。我也很兴奋，因为是新加坡第一面金牌，而我只有16岁，就实现了梦想，赢得残奥金牌。”&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　叶品秀从小患有肌肉萎缩症，肌肉随着年龄增长逐渐退化。几年前她还在游泳S5级比赛，今年被分到S3级，就反映出她肌肉情况的恶化。但也是这份逆境中奋进的勇气，让大家对她格外心疼。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　在场的新加坡体育理事会总裁温仁德大赞我国残奥理事会，在不受看好的情况下，没有人愿意给予机会时坚持了理想，这次出赛的经费是最后一分钟才筹到的，结果取得巨大成就。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　诚然，只有6个运动员代表的新加坡残奥队做到了，当国人普遍还不知道什么是残疾人体育时，他们远征北京，搬回1金、1银、2铜，改写一项全国纪录、两项世界纪录，完成了辉煌的一页。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2008年9月16日《联合早报》&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-1758329940183306836?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2008年9月16日《联合早报》&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-2360471199307545389?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2360471199307545389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=2360471199307545389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2360471199307545389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2360471199307545389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_5044.html' title='奥运赛场首次奏起新加坡国歌 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;我国残疾游泳女将叶品秀为新加坡夺下历史上首枚残奥金牌。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;　　我国16岁游泳小将叶品秀在刚举行的女子50米仰泳S3决赛中游出58秒75的成绩，为新加坡夺下历史上首枚残奥金牌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　她在较早前的预赛，游出了57.92秒的新世界纪录，以第一名晋级决赛。虽然她无法在决赛再破纪录，却依然成功拿下冠军。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　这是叶品秀在残奥会获得的第二个奖牌。在上个星期六举行的女子50米自由泳-S3赛中，叶品秀也为我国取得历史上首枚残奥银牌，并在该预赛中游出57秒04的新世界纪录。 她目前也是100米仰泳的世界纪录保持者，&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　截至傍晚今天6时30分，新加坡目前以1金、1银及2铜的成绩在奖牌榜名列第45。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　她目前也是100米仰泳的世界纪录保持者，同时刚在残奥会会上刷新女子50米自由泳-S3的世界纪录。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;叶品秀过去的辉煌成绩： &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;　●08年5月，叶品秀在德国的游泳锦标赛中报捷，在100米仰泳中创世界纪录，时间2分8秒09，打破德国选手Annke Conradi过去8年来的纪律。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　●08年4月，她在美国举行的残疾运动员游泳选拔赛中，以1分零点8秒的时间，刷新50米仰泳的世界纪录。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　●08年1月，第一次参加亚细安残疾人运动会的叶品秀，在150米个人混合泳中刷新大会纪录，夺得金牌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　●07年9月，在台北举行的世界轮椅与残疾锦标赛，她带回了4金和3项个人最佳成绩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　●06年5月，她获选加入新加坡残疾人体育理事会“青年运动员培养计划”游泳项目下的“精英运动员计划”的青年游泳运动员。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　●05年9月，世界轮椅和截肢者游泳比赛上，叶品秀一举夺下个人150米混合泳的金牌，以及100米和200米自由泳的两面铜牌。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008年9月15日联合早报网&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-6952961379330524284?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6952961379330524284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=6952961379330524284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/6952961379330524284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/6952961379330524284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_15.html' title='游泳小将叶品秀为我国夺下历史上首枚残奥金牌'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/SM57dz5vFKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uLXZDEFJ9bU/s72-c/swim080915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-1105174961045304902</id><published>2008-09-15T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:02:10.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>预赛曾破世界纪录 小泳将叶品秀为我国夺首枚残奥银牌</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/SM52eTpITgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eFg4IlH2jnU/s1600-h/para080914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246260878974144002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/SM52eTpITgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eFg4IlH2jnU/s320/para080914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我国残疾游泳女将叶品秀（左）在女子50米自由泳S3决赛中获得银牌后，与队友吴蕊思分享喜悦。叶品秀之前在预赛中缔造了57秒04的新世界纪录。（谢光凭摄）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　是银牌，但差一点就是金牌了。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　我国游泳小将叶品秀昨天在北京残奥会上首次登场，就为新加坡夺下了历史上首枚残奥银牌，还缔造了新的世界纪录。可惜她在决赛中没有游出预赛时的成绩，最终以0.38秒的微差败给墨西哥劲敌，屈居第二。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　用叶品秀自己的话说：只差一点点。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　16岁的叶品秀上午在女子50米自由泳-S3级预赛中技压全场，游出57秒04的新世界纪录。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　她的决赛成绩是57秒43，冠军选手帕特丽夏·巴列则游出57秒05，所以，世界纪录保持者仍然是叶品秀。加上叶品秀年初创新的50米与100米仰泳的世界纪录，她目前是三项世界纪录保持者。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　“只差一点。”小将昨天在离开运动员专区后，见到家人时反复说着这一句话。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　爸爸妈妈以热情的拥抱迎接女儿。母亲庄美花说：“恭喜你，你让我们自豪。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　叶品秀从小患有肌肉萎缩症，这种疾病影响她的肌肉发展，随着年龄增长肌肉会一再退化。游泳运动能减缓她肌肉退化的速度，改善她的健康。不过，由于肌肉萎缩症患者的寿命比一般人短，因此她特别珍惜每次能够突破的机会。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　为了这次的大赛，目前就读于明智中学四年级的叶品秀缺了很多课。专程到北京给女儿加油的庄美花告诉记者，女儿为比赛牺牲了很多，但家长对她的体育事业全力支持，如果今年来不及准备“O”水准会考，也赞成她延后一年，明年才尝试。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　父母亲对于金牌的得失看得并不强烈，他们说，女儿的健康才最重要。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　在叶品秀比赛的时候，在观众席上热情加油的除了叶品秀的父母，还有我国另一名泳手吴蕊思的父母吴煜星与莫家风。叶品秀取得银牌的时刻，这四个感情甚笃的家长拉拉队也一起分享了喜悦与感动。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　叶品秀的父亲叶志强就感慨地说：这不是一个人的成绩，是全队所有人的成绩。女儿游泳的最大收获是结交良师益友——教练洪秉祥，以及一直在关怀她的吴蕊思。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　昨天的银牌，是我国6人残奥运动员代表团收获的第三枚奖牌，此前马术选手陈雁仪已在香港的分赛场中夺下两枚铜牌。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　也在北京为选手打气的社青体部部长维文医生受访时说，希望新加坡队的成绩，能够提醒所有新加坡人，残疾人也有高远的梦想，在国人的支持下，他们能够实现梦想，创造世界纪录。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　他说，他总是认为残疾人体育比健全人体育更具有启发性。奥运是对人类身体的礼赞，残奥则是对灵魂、精神成就的礼赞，这是残奥的特殊意义所在。两者虽是不同类型的竞赛，但是都能激发同等的激情，牵引观众的希望与失望。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　作为残奥银牌得主，叶品秀将获得残奥理事会颁发的5万元奖金。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　昨天晚上，另一个语气中透着感慨的受访者是教练洪秉祥。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　他说：“看品秀走到了这么远，我感觉很欣慰。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　洪秉祥说，叶品秀的身体状况还在走下坡，游泳给了她一个专注的目标，也让她能够用不同的角度看待人生。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;明天50米仰泳 叶品秀要夺金&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　洪秉祥还说，昨天的比赛还不是叶品秀的最强项，他们全力准备的其实是明天的女子50米仰泳。叶品秀也告诉记者，她要夺金。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　好戏还在后头。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2008年9月14日《联合早报》&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/SM533Q5UXMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GiiKLYmYb3g/s320/others080901a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;叶品秀（左）的手指不灵活，吴蕊思细心地为她戴上手表，两人的友谊不言而喻。（谢光凭摄） &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　即将代表新加坡参加北京残疾人奥林匹克运动会的游泳选手叶品秀（16岁），是残奥运动员当中年纪最小的一个，她从小患有肌肉萎缩症，虽然影响的是身体肌肉的发展，但她深知，肌肉萎缩症患者的寿命比一般人来得短暂，因此她很重视突破体能局限的每个机会。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　她受访时说：“因为不知道不好的事情什么时候会发生，我最大的恐惧是自己有一天会突然死去。”&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　叶品秀在今早和其他代表新加坡参加残疾人奥林匹克运动会的运动员一起出发到北京。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　虽是第一次参加残奥会，但已拥有两项世界纪录的她，希望在残奥会上载誉归来，获得至少一面奖牌。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　叶品秀将参加50米个人自由选项和50米仰泳两个项目。在个人自由选项中，多数选手会选择速度较快的爬泳（frontcrawl），但是由于她的肌肉一再退化，游爬泳会特别吃力，甚至造成疼痛，她只好改以仰泳取代。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　她说，医生无法明确诊断出她肌肉退化的速度，但只要她定时训练、锻炼肌肉，就有望减缓肌肉退化的速度，为自己争取更多时间和比赛机会。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　除了与时间作战之外，她也面对另一个大挑战：她在比赛后的两个月将参加O水准考试。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　叶品秀4年前成为竞技泳将，今年的表现突飞猛进，她在年头报考会考时并不知道自己有望获得残奥会的参赛资格，后来得知自己获选后，决定尝试兼顾学业和游泳。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　尽管是新手，她在美国举行的残疾运动员游泳选拔赛中，以1分零点8秒的时间，刷新50米仰泳的世界纪录；一个月后，她在德国的游泳锦标赛中再次报捷，在100米仰泳中再创世界纪录，时间2分8秒09。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　叶品秀就读于明地迷亚中学，为了应付这次的比赛，残奥理事会在备战的过程中，特地安排了营养师和心理学家给予她其他运动员必要咨询，确保他们时刻保持最佳状态。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　她希望以自己的实力吸引更多人对残疾运动的重视，使新加坡对残疾运动员受到不平等对待的情况改变过来。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　她说：“我打破世界纪录时，报章上只有一小则简讯，但是当健全的选手打破国家纪录时，报道篇幅却很大。”&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　采访当天，叶品秀和另一名也将出征的残疾泳将吴蕊思（21岁）在新加坡第一个拥有50米泳池的公共泳池花拉公园游泳池进行训练。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;泳将吴蕊思 要赢至少一奖牌&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　吴蕊思是两项世界纪录和一项国际残疾锦标赛的纪录保持者。她也曾在上一届的雅典残奥会上代表新加坡出赛，并游入其中5个项目的大决赛。在本届比赛她将角逐4个游泳项目。她也刚在今年国庆日获颁公共服务奖章（PBM）。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　和叶品秀一样，吴蕊思希望在北京的残奥会上为新加坡赢得至少一面奖牌。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　要不是泳池旁的两张轮椅，光看两名选手在水里矫健的泳姿，根本看不出穿梭于水波里的两名健儿和常人有什么分别。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　叶品秀说：“我的家人从来都没有给我有别于常人的对待。我也一样，没有因为自己的病情认为自己残废。” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2008年9月1日《联合早报》&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-1297027214095398629?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1297027214095398629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/SEAsgpttPFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GHKl2Wz2Qkc/s72-c/Closed%2520Sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-4606873648452428347</id><published>2008-01-23T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:29:38.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3E2通告</title><content type='html'>如果你星期一因为某种原因没有来上课的话，请到以下网站观看《永远的蝴蝶》的FLASH。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.91flash.com/swf/8460.htm"&gt;http://www.91flash.com/swf/8460.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再来，请到这个网站看另一个FLASH。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://koshiyen.twbbs.org/~ifplab/dl/walktourC.swf"&gt;http://koshiyen.twbbs.org/~ifplab/dl/walktourC.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看完之后，希望你会有一点感动，然后请来找我拿问卷。这就是我们星期一的上课内容。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-4606873648452428347?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4606873648452428347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=4606873648452428347&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/4606873648452428347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/4606873648452428347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2008/01/3e2.html' title='3E2通告'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-2194192352966610748</id><published>2008-01-16T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:50.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放飞心灵</title><content type='html'>鲁迅的《风筝》，你说，现在的中三学生读得懂吗？不要自欺欺人了。五四运动离他们太遥远，他们不懂什么是文学家、思想家、革命家，更何况是鲁迅。如果你认为既然学生不懂，老师就要教，是的，N年前我也是有同样的心态，但N年后我只想很任性地跟你说：那你来教！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005年我带学生放过一次风筝。三年后我又再次让学生放风筝。这次还“招兵买马”，让全级的中三学生也来放风筝，放飞心灵，放飞想象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;步骤一：制作风筝&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155998866956295778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43Jpt8_HmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/94rTViIDlrg/s320/IMG_9473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155998677977734722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43Jet8_HkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TZoBcJYGgVc/s320/IMG_9469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155998772467015250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43JkN8_HlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7X1BflnOnSA/s320/IMG_9480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155998952855641714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43Jut8_HnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/58seFQGYFdI/s320/IMG_9470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我最喜欢看到学生互助的精神。这些，课本没有。这些，老师不能够教。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;步骤二：放风筝&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155999373762436786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43KHN8_HrI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uH5UUOsKC1c/s320/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;虽然这张照片拍得不是很好，也看不清楚是谁，可我最喜欢。学生一股劲地乱跑，N年后，他们就会少了这一股&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;傻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;劲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155999184783875730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43J8N8_HpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3j5we7tGpWw/s320/IMG_0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43KCN8_HqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wftJ8to6Ojs/s1600-h/IMG_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155999287863090850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43KCN8_HqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wftJ8to6Ojs/s320/IMG_0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43J2d8_HoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ACMoJAn-sok/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155999085999627906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43J2d8_HoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ACMoJAn-sok/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 这周恰好印度学生来交流。如果你认为我们是在做戏的话，那你的心胸未免太狭窄了吧。我教书，设计活动，只有一个目的。我要我的学生喜欢上华文课。我要我的学生开心快乐。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;步骤三：活动反思&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我从制作风筝到放风筝这项活动中学到了……&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;拥有容易，放开难。－林思琦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;碰到困难不要放弃。－吴俊贤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;团结就是力量。－张凯璇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;怎么和同学合作。－林妍孜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;如果不用心放风筝，风筝就不会飞了。－吴志伟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;怎么和新朋友沟通。－陈恒良&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;要有恒心才有结果。－郑俊元&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我最喜欢……因为……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;我最喜欢制作风筝因为我从来没制作过风筝。我也喜欢放风筝的时候因为可以看到很多风筝飞上去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;或掉下来。我喜欢这次的华文课因为可以到课室以外的地方学习。－赖铱婷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;我最喜欢制作风筝因为我可以跟朋友一起做风筝。我们可以发挥我们的创意。－徐杰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;我最喜欢这次的华文课因为可以跟其他同学一起放风筝，拉进我们彼此的感情。－黄羡云&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;我最喜欢放风筝的时候，因为我们的组的风筝做得很好，又可以飞起来。－龚丽莹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;我最喜欢看同学的反思，因为这样让我更了解你们。－曾老师&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;放风筝让我联想到……&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;父母亲对于我们的爱，就像放风筝一样。他们要一放一收，不能拉得太紧，也不能放得太松。拉太紧，会断掉。放太松，会飞走。有时候，爱不能给得太多，给太多就是娇纵溺爱。给得太少，我们会觉得没有爱。－陈传华&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;人类飞的梦想。－蔡立炳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;风筝让我想起那些很久没有联络的朋友们。他们就像断了线的风筝，离我越来越远。－郑俊元&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我执教的班级，3E2，华文不是最好的一班。无所谓，我想，教书这几年，我最大的成就是无论什么班级，我都不会“嫌弃”，真的。有时虽然很气很气，可是想想，他们也是别人的孩子。老吾老以及人之老，幼吾幼以及人之幼。古人的话，必有一番道理。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;同学们，在你们的要求下，老师尽量不要写到这么chim（深奥），你们要看得懂。慢慢来，新的一年，正如我在班上所说，我会教你们两年，我们一定要互相喜欢，日子才会好过。我对自己是很有信心的，你会喜欢我的。（你是不是要说BHB？哈哈，我也懂你的语言。） &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-2194192352966610748?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2194192352966610748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=2194192352966610748&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2194192352966610748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2194192352966610748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_16.html' title='放飞心灵'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R43Jpt8_HmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/94rTViIDlrg/s72-c/IMG_9473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-6173814542792116014</id><published>2008-01-05T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:50.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008年</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R39_JN8_HjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6WGAdgUwe4Y/s1600-h/DSCF3742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151976295076142642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R39_JN8_HjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6WGAdgUwe4Y/s320/DSCF3742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;有时在想，应该在部落格写什么？&lt;br /&gt;总不能只写些教学的琐事。&lt;br /&gt;想写的却不可以写。想骂的更加不可以骂。&lt;br /&gt;是不是该更personal一点呢？&lt;br /&gt;你一定说是。因为，人总会有爱偷窥的倾向。尤其是他人的隐私。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008年，最兴奋的事情是：蓓琳上小一了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-6173814542792116014?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6173814542792116014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=6173814542792116014&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/6173814542792116014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/6173814542792116014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008年'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/R39_JN8_HjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6WGAdgUwe4Y/s72-c/DSCF3742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-1259148258365981633</id><published>2008-01-01T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:29:48.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>随便写</title><content type='html'>2007年的最后一天。收到的手机简讯，转发的居多。熟悉的老朋友，陌生的号码。对于后者，我都“尽量”客气地问：请问哪位？其实，如果我没有储存你的手机号码，也许是我想把你从我的记忆中删除。谢谢你记得我，其实你无须把我放在心上，多不值得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;边看八频道的《客家之歌》，边处理一些行政工作。直到楼下传来一些劈里啪啦的声响才恍然发现：哦，已经是2008年了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;坦白说每一年的新年倒数我都不是很期待，老师也是怕开学的，人之常情吧。觉得自己蛮失败的，教了六年半的书，每每到开学时，还是会出现这种症状：恐慌、紧张、不安、自欺（希望时光倒流）。姐姐说我以前读书的时候是这样，教书了也还是这样。是的，1月1日是全国教师“普天同悲”的日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;转换频道，五频道倒数活动，为什么新年倒数活动时要唱Auld Lang Syne？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开学了，同学们，我！来！了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* "Auld Lang Syne" literally means "old long ago," or simply, "the good old days".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-1259148258365981633?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1259148258365981633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=1259148258365981633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/1259148258365981633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/1259148258365981633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='随便写'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-3785381672014587188</id><published>2007-11-24T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:09:05.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>老公生病了</title><content type='html'>我的老公内伤……“密西”朋友还取笑我说老公的肺坏了，气死我……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天去学校时，霍然发现老公吐不出气了，啊……呼吸系统出了问题，怎么办？可我还需要老公载我来回学校，所以不好意思，只好委屈老公继续为我服务，其实是委屈了自己，来回满头大汗，还得忍受一路的噪音与空气污染。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚拨电挂号时，职员说是紧急事件，不必预约了，直接复诊。今天带老公去医病，一路上满头大汗，五个小时的手术，所以我趁机去shopping，难道还要我陪他？傍晚领老公时还蛮忐忑不安的，不懂手术成功与否，还好老公治得好，嘿嘿，一分钱也不必还，因为老公还在保修期内。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人的老公用了几十年，从没出现这样的问题；我的老公不到两年，竟出现“肺部”问题，原因也说不出一个所以然，追根究底，就只是：运气。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-4046367084602430663</id><published>2007-11-08T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:38:12.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~头晕~</title><content type='html'>今早起床，天旋地转，走不到两步便赶紧躺回床上。&lt;br /&gt;我知道耳水失衡的毛病又找上门了。&lt;br /&gt;我也不清楚是个怎样的病状，只知几次头晕时看了中西医，都说耳水失衡，导致头晕。&lt;br /&gt;何止头晕，还想作呕。&lt;br /&gt;今天假日，我怎会就此束缚在床上，已约了旧同事，按时赴约，只要动作不要太大。&lt;br /&gt;回来后，其实蛮懊悔的，早知留在家里，不是养病，而是完成堆积如山的工作。&lt;br /&gt;我们常常怪学生整天往外跑不做功课，不懂得prioritise，其实我们不也是如此？只是，我们的智慧不同，效率不同，所以到最后还是交得了差；反观学生到最后就“视死如归”，功课一塌糊涂，最后只挨得一顿骂。所以，亲爱的同学，你还是乖乖把功课做好再玩乐吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-4046367084602430663?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4046367084602430663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=4046367084602430663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/4046367084602430663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/4046367084602430663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='~头晕~'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-1351239203031717258</id><published>2007-10-29T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:51.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Busy... ... I'm a workaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126756574279329362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RyXl8QvRZlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Aru5ibJ6-LA/s320/IMG_2349.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RyXmhwvRZmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cnxNYaJySL8/s1600-h/IMG_2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126757218524423778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RyXmhwvRZmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cnxNYaJySL8/s320/IMG_2352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still Busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126757952963831410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RyXnMgvRZnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vmgg5XtLS0Q/s320/IMG_2353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Really busy... ... the other two only posing... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The best way to stopping missing someone is to keep yourself busy. It works perfectly well for me... ... for today. The MLS course is coming to an end, 4 more days, and it's back to school. Hooray! Meanwhile I'm really busy with the curriculum project. Thursday-the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; day to present to the panel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-1351239203031717258?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1351239203031717258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=1351239203031717258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/1351239203031717258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/1351239203031717258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/10/get-busy-im-workaholic.html' title='Get Busy... ... I&apos;m a workaholic'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RyXl8QvRZlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Aru5ibJ6-LA/s72-c/IMG_2349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-2789868713082841522</id><published>2007-10-27T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:51.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye... ... Mrs Rathi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RyMv-AvRZkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tej0PK3ZD5w/s1600-h/web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125993543274423874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RyMv-AvRZkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tej0PK3ZD5w/s320/web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                    Photo taken by Ng WN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Farewell to Mrs Rathi... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A Principal who has made a difference in my life... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really don't know what to say... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I also don't want to hide that I have been tearing... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I didn't know farewell can be so painful... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A parent said that Mrs Rathi is very lucky because she has so many staff crying for her... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This says very much of a Principal... ... doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-2789868713082841522?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2789868713082841522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=2789868713082841522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2789868713082841522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2789868713082841522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/10/goodbye-mrs-rathi.html' title='Goodbye... ... Mrs Rathi'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RyMv-AvRZkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tej0PK3ZD5w/s72-c/web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-5751833096150791557</id><published>2007-10-14T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T10:07:38.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Love Of All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greatest Love Of All&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe the children are our future &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teach them well and let them lead the way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Show them all the beauty they possess inside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give them a sense of pride to make it easier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody searching for a hero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People need someone to look up to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never found anyone to fulfill my needs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lonely place to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I learned to depend on me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone's shadows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I fail, if I succeed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least I live as I believe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what they take from me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They can't take away my dignity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because the greatest love of all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is happening to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found the greatest love of all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inside of me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The greatest love of all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is easy to achieve &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learning to love yourself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is the greatest love of all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if by chance, that special place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you've been dreaming of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leads you to a lonely place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Find your strength in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I remember that in 2001, during the induction programme we attended at NIE before we were posted to school, this was the song played during one of the sessions, and we had to stand and sing together. Till today, whenever I hear this song, it reminds me of my own mission and vision in teaching, more than anything else... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-5751833096150791557?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5751833096150791557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=5751833096150791557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/5751833096150791557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/5751833096150791557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/10/greatest-love-of-all.html' title='Greatest Love Of All'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-5087464936819787751</id><published>2007-10-10T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:07:09.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我对华文教学的看法——只是遗憾</title><content type='html'>　　没有一个民族会看不起自己的母语，讨厌自己的母语。除了新加坡人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　参观了北烁学校和监狱学校。这两所学府都有一个共同点：没有华文课程。我只是觉得很遗憾。语文能够陶冶性情，如果说我们要感化学生，让学生掌握谋生技能，我觉得更应该教母语，通过母语教学，让学生了解文化的精髓，灌输优良的传统价值观，培养学生的品德。这正是我们生存和发展的重要条件。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　今年八月初，教育部宣布从明年起把中学特选和快捷源流合并，统称“快捷课程”。这或许只是措施上的重新部署，但还是会有人质问，华文的地位是不是被动摇了？华文还重要吗？这也难怪。家长认为孩子被逼学华文，认为应该降低华文的重要性。孩子的语文掌握水平不断下降，那我们还剩下什么？教育部改革国民教育的框架，强调如何提高学生对新加坡的归属感，让年轻人从小就心系祖国，可是，如果我们连对华语都有这样唾弃的心态的话，这不是一个很大的反讽吗？如果我们不要被讥为无根、浅薄的一群，我们更应该积极推广华文教学。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我觉得身为华文老师，我们更应该争气，改变他人对华文老师形象的看法。一般上，我们听到看到的是华文老师课室管理有待改进，而且他们总视英文为障碍，对学校其他方面的贡献不大。尽管他们有刻苦耐劳的美德，但学校排名时，我们都被其他因素蒙蔽了双眼，所以华文老师总是排在最后，虽然口口声声说无所谓，满不在乎，但这也多少影响了部门的士气。此外，有些总把责任推给整个大环境，推给学生，认为学生轻视华文，不把华文老师放在眼里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　可是，与其抱怨华文难教、学生难教，华文老师做了些什么？2004年华文教改，你有跟着改吗？学生现在顶多只是说“I hate Chinese”，千万不要有学生对你说“I hate Chinese teacher”的那么一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“在每个学生的心田种下一颗华文种子。”华文课程与教学法指导委员会主席黄庆新接受联合早报专访时说了这句话。播种不难，可是我们如何灌溉就不易。我只希望学生会遇到一个好的园丁，能细心灌溉语文的种子，而不是扼杀学习华文的兴趣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　去菲律宾参观了当地的学校。意外发现学校竟然有华文课程。中国崛起让很多国家意识到学习华文的实际利益，所以全球掀起一股空前的华文热，世界各地千千万万的非华人正热切地学习华文华语。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　当我们在说华文难学时，全世界都在热衷于学华文。除了我们。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-5087464936819787751?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5087464936819787751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=5087464936819787751&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/5087464936819787751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/5087464936819787751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='我对华文教学的看法——只是遗憾'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-9102515469295489452</id><published>2007-09-18T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:52.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情系云岗</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rtf7LbFdjuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YIxIfMI4jEA/s1600-h/2007_08210039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104824876315545314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rtf7LbFdjuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YIxIfMI4jEA/s320/2007_08210039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 我心目中没有刻意保存的“历史古迹”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你知道在哪里吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rtf5kbFdjtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nvMtKGrGhuQ/s1600-h/2007_08210035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104823106789019346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rtf5kbFdjtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nvMtKGrGhuQ/s320/2007_08210035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 在靠近很多巴士的车站的大路旁，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;朝宏茂桥CTE的方向。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;那天在教育学院跟一位学姐聊天时，发现我们的求学生涯都有一个共同点：小学已关闭／合拼、中学校舍拆除重建／迁移、南初也有着一样的命运，总之，就一句“物换星移”。她说她以前会到南初“凭吊”，这就是南初人的可爱、南初人的情深。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;其实，对于重建校舍、修改校服、校歌……我还是很看不开，虽然我明白这是教育体制下在所难免的。但我总觉得回忆的一部分在不经同意下被抢夺了，我的“忠诚”被侵犯了。所以我一直很想写一篇这样的文章，不是发牢骚，不是抒发情感，不是缅怀什么，就是很单纯地写一写。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我想，很少南初“校内人”知道这个指示牌的存在吧:）旁观者的视野往往比较广阔。这个指示牌曝光之后的命运会如何呢？它除了有历史的痕迹，并没有对道路造成什么阻碍，相信不至于被铲除吧？它只是一个指示牌，不是一棵命运坎坷的老树。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;在去菲律宾之前刚好读了刘老师的“‘华初魂’何在？”。魂，听起来飘渺、悲凉。我想到了南初吴老师在2005年11月13日发给我的简讯。“南初没有华初母亲改嫁孩子不知归宿的悲情。我们的根，尽管扎得不深，但至少还抵挡得住凄风苦雨。……”（我是历史保存者，两年历史价值的简讯）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;刘老师，你知道吗，南初现任院长郭毓川是我在安德逊中学求学时期的校长。我也可以很一厢情愿地认为这是一种精神上的延续，但我觉得治校者是不会想到延续之前的某种“精神”或“情怀”，而是根据现有的环境、资源等其他因素来管理学校。南初始终是南初，不会是安中，也不会是先初。（郭毓川校长之前担任先驱初级学院的院长） 更不会是……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;南初校舍重建后，我一直在寻找，寻找我心中所熟悉的。结果，我最熟悉的还是人－南初人－南初的老师。（当然还有屹立不倒的指示牌，别小看它，它或许是南初历史最悠久的“古迹”）我觉得是这人与人（师生）之间的微妙关系让我们成为实在的南初儿女。南初孕育了我，我心中没有什么是一辈子的，除了对南初老师的感激。我没有后悔当初的选择，我或许在间中失去了什么，但我很肯定地知道至少在品格的塑造和价值观的灌输上，我得到了很多。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PL学姐，我们不需要为南初哀悼，她没有失去什么，我们也没有失去什么。情系云岗，不管晴天雨天或任何一个平凡天，我们随时可以回去，不需等到（轰轰烈烈的）“天冷”时。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我总是庆幸自己住在南初附近，算是半个在籍南初人吧？所以我觉得我还是离南初很近很近。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;拟于31/8/07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-9102515469295489452?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rtf7LbFdjuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YIxIfMI4jEA/s72-c/2007_08210039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-5301870976216534865</id><published>2007-09-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:46:32.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>暂停营业</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;暂停营业&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9月9日－9月14日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=5301870976216534865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/5301870976216534865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/5301870976216534865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_3573.html' title='暂停营业'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-5532647816745263171</id><published>2007-09-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:52.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>881－你看了吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RuARF7FdjzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AtOz3-etr_8/s1600-h/img_881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107100770895761202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RuARF7FdjzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AtOz3-etr_8/s320/img_881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;星期一和宝贝儿看了881。看了之后，我们都觉得各方媒体给的评价似乎太高。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;宝贝儿说，第一次和这么多安哥安娣看电影，安娣们还看得一把鼻涕一把泪。老实说，我不喜欢电影里煽情的情节。要感动人心，可以做得不留痕迹。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;然而，看了电影之后，意犹未尽，我们竟然在星期三去看歌台，由影片里的“玲姨”主持。这是我第一次看歌台，真的是人山人海，比群众大会还热闹，很久没有看到这样震撼人心的大场面。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我想起以前写论文的日子。我写的是新加坡的福建戏曲，很多个夜晚都是在戏班度过的，访问演员、访问观众、然后尝试看我看不懂听不懂的福建戏。论文交上去后，我也不知道我有没有学会欣赏我们的传统文化、保存我们的传统艺术。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;新加坡人很可爱，每次都一窝蜂地跟随潮流：做善事、捐款、看电影、看歌台……在观赏本土娱乐性丰富五光十色的歌台时，我们有探讨过歌台背后的存在价值吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;其实，你知道吗，不管是歌台，还是地方戏曲，只要有酬神戏在的一天，这些是不会落没消失的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;《一人一半》&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一人一半 感情不散&lt;br /&gt;一人一素故 感情才会久&lt;br /&gt;时光累计 安静的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;一心去追 爱那么可贵&lt;br /&gt;这样的人 这样地等&lt;br /&gt;无非是等个回应眼神&lt;br /&gt;为爱翻滚 不计伤痕&lt;br /&gt;甘心为你一生都浮沉&lt;br /&gt;这样的人 别笑我蠢&lt;br /&gt;傻傻的 心痛也不觉疼&lt;br /&gt;就算天冷 就算残忍&lt;br /&gt;等你想起这没用的人&lt;br /&gt;已经找到爱 为何要离开 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RuARF7FdjzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AtOz3-etr_8/s72-c/img_881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-121702226421779455</id><published>2007-09-02T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:52.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>想当年……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RtmgjbFdjyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AGzxVogr3lM/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105288183027699490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RtmgjbFdjyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AGzxVogr3lM/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2001年7月正式成为教师。今年度过了第七个教师节。&lt;br /&gt;这是2001年种族和谐日拍的。左边是“年少无知、清纯可人、有抱负有理想”的我，右边是我中二的学生。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105288088538418962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rtmgd7FdjxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4I3FeWRJjEs/s320/CCA+Orientation+2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 这是2002年拍的。依旧是“年少无知、清纯可人、有抱负有理想”……　　　　　　　 &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p 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src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-337926573938593237</id><published>2007-08-31T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:52.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>逛街·买鞋</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RtfzKrFdjrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUBxM-IbhoU/s1600-h/2007_08210007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104816067337621170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RtfzKrFdjrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUBxM-IbhoU/s320/2007_08210007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是女人都爱逛街吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;逛街对女人来说是一种心灵上的治疗，虽然这种治疗有时有点贵，也不被男人认同。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天买了五双鞋，在三十分钟内买了五双鞋。购物时我变得很果断，其实讨厌和优柔寡断的人一同购物，婆婆妈妈，看了老半天，什么也没买。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前排的塑料小红鞋只值$3.90。听说现在菲律宾正逢雨季，希望到时能派上用场。我还是很实际的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;外一章： &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;当你生活在这个物质社会里，会不会觉得自己老是追寻物质？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“我一直渴望拥有一双新鞋子，直至我看到別人沒有一双脚。”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你有沒有留意自己身边的一切？有沒有发觉自己其实很幸福？　　&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你有一双脚，你欠缺的只是一双新鞋子，然而，有些人欠缺的，是一双脚。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;买了五双鞋子，心里竟然觉得愧疚……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-337926573938593237?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/337926573938593237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=337926573938593237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-7132996591131458580</id><published>2007-08-19T03:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T03:49:04.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MLS</title><content type='html'>MLS = Must Learn Slowly&lt;br /&gt;MLS = Must Leave School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm still up at this hour... ...&lt;br /&gt;I 'm whacking up my assignments... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadline: 21 Aug 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-7132996591131458580?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7132996591131458580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=7132996591131458580&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/7132996591131458580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/7132996591131458580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/mls.html' title='MLS'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-7185027969433408878</id><published>2007-08-18T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:52.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Teacher Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RsdIubFdjqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jO_GPxZN81M/s1600-h/Copy+of+j0230876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100125065402224290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RsdIubFdjqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jO_GPxZN81M/s320/Copy+of+j0230876.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I have the teacher heartbeat since young, knowingly or unknowingly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already knew that I would be a teacher since young, at the age of 5, when I entered kindergarten. And I wanted to be a Chinese Language teacher. It seemed kind of easy when you already mapped out what you want to do at a young age, and you just choose the path of studies accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reason to be a teacher then was simple: it's an instinct, I just want to teach, and I love the language. Teaching to me then was not defined as making a difference in our students' life, imparting knowledge and inculcating the right values to them. But today it has to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My teacher heartbeat grows, because I have teachers who inspire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very fortunate in all my schooling years as I have very good teachers whom I really admired and respect. I salute all my teachers who have taught me. They made me love the subject they were teaching (or rather I love them more) and I was very inspired to follow their footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Reality hit me - I raced against my own heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many young and naïve teachers, I entered the teaching profession full of passion, dreams, enthusiasm and ready to make a difference in my students' lives. I was posted to a neighbourhood school, and received a cultural shock because I never knew such students existed and I almost wanted to transfer to an independent school which I knew there were vacancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough coping, and I was helpless, and there was not much support given to new teachers. (That's why I make sure I give enough support to new teachers who just joined the school now.) As I joined the school in semester 2, I had to take over classes from teachers who had left and played the role of a stepmother. Things were messy and I hated to clear up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I stayed on. Why? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The teacher heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I always hold on to my belief: I want to be a good teacher. I believed things will get better, and true enough, it did. I looked forward to a new year, where I set the tone right at the start. I was a happy teacher, I explored new teaching pedagogies, strategies... ... And I didn't know I'm actually doing things right, because later I realized that what I have been doing are in line with MOE's directives of I &amp;amp; E, TLLM... ... but nobody in the school told me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idea was just to teach. The teacher heartbeat made me willing to try out new initiatives, to explore different pedagogies, to experiment with different teaching strategies. I was very happy when my students not only achieved results but also love the subject and... ... love me! With the teacher heartbeat, I enjoyed building good relationship with my students. I grew with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was still hit by reality. Meetings, deadlines, administrative work, committee meetings, projects, CCA, SEM, difficult parents, MSG... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things could have been better if the leaders walked with us, but we walked alone. Things could also have been better if there was the culture of sharing. I could handle much of these, but at the expense of lesson preparation and the piles of marking. I just wished I had more time, and I was worried for myself that I would get burnt out and become disillusioned. However, I am still determined to make the difference, and I know that I can. Teaching is a childhood ambition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I questioned my own heartbeat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I found myself asking these questions: What am I doing? Am I teaching the children? Or am I teaching the subject? Remember why I become a teacher in the first place? Because I know I can make an impact on someone's life by my actions. I can make the difference. But was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing to happen then was politics. I didn't want to be involved in any politics, but somehow it was unavoidable. Just as drinking coffee gives me heart palpitation, all these politics made my heartbeat softer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heartbeat nearly died.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heartbeat nearly died, I became very fearful of school politics, but I still persevered, because of the teacher heartbeat, and it was my students who kept me going. But the heartbeat became softer and softer as politics worsened... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I revived my own heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I could not stay on in the same environment anymore. I had to move on. I wanted to have more exposure, more challenges, I do not want to disappoint the people around me, and I do not want to give up my dream – to be a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The then faint heartbeat I had was still the teacher heartbeat. It was this heartbeat that kept me going in times when I didn't feel appreciated, when I felt hurt. This is the heartbeat to ensure that the passion will continue burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The heartbeat continues... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching is more than just a job. The teacher heartbeat is not just about making a difference to students' life and moulding their future. It is not just about engaging the heart and mind of our students. It is not just the passion to teach. There is no one description for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am still a teacher, but it's just that I have taken a greater role to be a HOD. The teacher heartbeat is still the very essence that will make a good HOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that I miss after I became a HOD, such as not having a form class of my own, or a CCA. The power of the form teacher and the rapport that she can create cannot be underestimated. I still enjoy preparing lessons, and enjoy the moments in class, but at the same time I am aware of the greater responsibility I am shouldering now as a HOD. The decisions made will have a greater impact on the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our continued journey as a teacher, we may experience heartache or heart attack, but I believe that we can overcome any adversity with strong mental will. We also need to be more aware of our own heartbeat. From time to time, we need to recharge and strengthen the heartbeat. We need to constantly and consciously reignite the spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the day I rest, I know that the teacher heartbeat will continue in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My heartbeat continues, but what about the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To lead teachers, we must not lose the teacher heartbeat." (Ng Pak Tee) Yes, I'm glad my heart is still beating, but I think it's more than not losing my own teacher heartbeat, but also how to revive others heartbeat, so that they find it meaningful to stay in this profession and continue to give, if teaching is about giving and making a difference to the lives of our youths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often talk about addressing the needs of students, but what about addressing the needs of our own teachers? They are humans too, though they are adults. We need to also address the teachers' needs, their fear, their concern. Addressing the needs of the teachers is not just having the Staff Welfare Committee organizing activities, providing lunch during long meetings... ... I think it requires leaders who are able to empathize with the teachers and genuinely show care and concern for them, support the teachers, work with the teachers, walk with the teachers... ... and eventually win over the hearts of the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that when I started to lead the department in 2005, it was difficult for me to even think of addressing the needs of the teachers, as I was managing my own needs and trying to adapt to the new environment, the new job scope within the shortest period of time. Being young, I think I was too task oriented and not very sensitive and seemed to have neglected the needs of my own teachers, especially the more senior ones. I was unable to understand why they were hesitant to use IT, why they could not keep to deadlines, why they needed reminders to things that were already spelt out on paper, why they could not set original papers and had to lift from assessment books, why they were resistant to new initiatives... ... I used my own standard to judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers had lived in the era of another HOD, and thought that they could still live with it. But society is changing, social and economic situations change so rapidly that education is also continually evolving to meet these changes. The whole education landscape has changed and it is difficult for teachers to play catching up, if they choose to remain in their comfort zone. I think at that time our heartbeats were beating at a different rate. Perhaps theirs were beating slower and I had unconsciously wanted theirs to beat faster. I think the frustration was mutual then and I knew I was losing some of them, because they wrote in for early retirement. However later I also realized that there are teachers who appreciate my joining in and perhaps these are the teachers who still have the teacher heartbeat and want to keep their heartbeat alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a HOD, I cannot synchronize everybody's heartbeat, and I think I would never want to. Our hearts beat at different pace and we have to accept that. We just have to keep each other's heartbeat going steady, stable and strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-7185027969433408878?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7185027969433408878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=7185027969433408878&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/7185027969433408878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/7185027969433408878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/teacher-heartbeat.html' title='The Teacher Heartbeat'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RsdIubFdjqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jO_GPxZN81M/s72-c/Copy+of+j0230876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-5112473419542103882</id><published>2007-08-18T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:53.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boomerang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RsZ6-rFdjoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kQZsC4Wl_-Y/s1600-h/15534431_623f482e5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099898845179776642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RsZ6-rFdjoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kQZsC4Wl_-Y/s320/15534431_623f482e5e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once during assembly, the Principal talked about the Boomerang when she addressed the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Boomerang &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether you realize it or not, you are throwing the boomerang today. As you know, a boomerang is an angular club you toss away from you that eventually returns to you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the game of life, you throw the boomerang daily, in the form of actions and behaviors that you send out into the world, and which return to you at some later date — often multiplied on the rebound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listened to her, I was trying to put it into context. Indeed, we throw many boomerangs daily, not just positive ones but also negative ones. Before we ask ourselves what boomerangs we want to receive, perhaps we can ask ourselves what boomerangs we have been throwing. Do we throw negative boomerangs at each other? If so, what happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will certainly affect relationship. Our behaviour has an impact on others, as how we treat people will affect how they respond back to us. Many of the boomerangs that we receive are the same ones that we have thrown earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As human beings, we sometimes have the eye for an eye type of mentality. Recall the times when you threw negative boomerangs at each other. Didn't it create more unpleasant situations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must be aware of the boomerangs that we throw, so as to build quality relationship. Understand yourself, know your own emotion, identify your own behaviour. "An eye for eye only ends up making the whole world blind." (Gandhi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-5112473419542103882?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5112473419542103882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=5112473419542103882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/5112473419542103882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/5112473419542103882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/boomerang_7054.html' title='The Boomerang'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RsZ6-rFdjoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kQZsC4Wl_-Y/s72-c/15534431_623f482e5e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-5814799029548094088</id><published>2007-08-08T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:54.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的学生</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RrmxvHeGtdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BcQQYMEQu2Y/s1600-h/2007_0712bssaa0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096299876363711954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RrmxvHeGtdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BcQQYMEQu2Y/s72-c/2007_0712bssaa0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-1157937102964499841</id><published>2007-07-28T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:55.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>这是一个美好的周六早晨</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RqscKneGtYI/AAAAAAAAACY/2fUUQQfEPoU/s1600-h/2007_0728cluster070013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092194772391998850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RqscKneGtYI/AAAAAAAAACY/2fUUQQfEPoU/s320/2007_0728cluster070013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 第一名：李秀萍、龚丽莹&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092194579118470514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rqsb_XeGtXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/brluqusqHvE/s320/2007_0728cluster070022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 谢谢罗老师！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7b9f233e63b4605e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_28.html' title='这是一个美好的周六早晨'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RqscKneGtYI/AAAAAAAAACY/2fUUQQfEPoU/s72-c/2007_0728cluster070013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-7494294603348687320</id><published>2007-07-24T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:13:11.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你还好吗？</title><content type='html'>亲爱的2E2：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你还好吗？我的“完美”还在不在？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;网络世界仍能够把你我联系起来，是的，最近我频频闯入你的世界，看看你的生活如何，过得好不好。既然你我选择把生活公诸于世，就应该知道没有什么隐私可言。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到这段留言的同学，告诉其他人，让他们有空也来坐坐，喝杯虚拟的下午茶，希望你我保持联系，这样明年看到你们的时候才不会感到陌生，好吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-7494294603348687320?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7494294603348687320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=7494294603348687320&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/7494294603348687320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/7494294603348687320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_24.html' title='你还好吗？'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-914561159373127481</id><published>2007-07-21T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:55.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I read and I read... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RqDeuCTE4DI/AAAAAAAAABw/CWaO4tGx63k/s1600-h/2007_0712bssaa0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089312461400891442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RqDeuCTE4DI/AAAAAAAAABw/CWaO4tGx63k/s320/2007_0712bssaa0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been reading and reading, I think I'm losing my just recovered man-made perfect eyesight soon... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-914561159373127481?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/914561159373127481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=914561159373127481&amp;isPopup=true' title='372 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/914561159373127481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/914561159373127481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-read-and-i-read.html' title='I read and I read... ...'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RqDeuCTE4DI/AAAAAAAAABw/CWaO4tGx63k/s72-c/2007_0712bssaa0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>372</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-3096229245839289636</id><published>2007-07-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:56.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenga – An interesting metaphor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rp-D2iTE4CI/AAAAAAAAABo/BWtHJaBXhS0/s1600-h/jenga_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088931076894941218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rp-D2iTE4CI/AAAAAAAAABo/BWtHJaBXhS0/s320/jenga_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you played Jenga before? I love to play with my niece (We play UNO Stacko instead), and we always look forward to it collapsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it occur to you that a Jenga set is like an organization, where it can look solid from the outside, but actually not so. Every piece looks like it has a place within the organization, where each piece forms the structure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are pieces which don't serve any function where they are basically not contributing. They are not supporting anything, but yet sitting on top of other pieces. They can even be a burden to those above / below them. Doesn't this sound familiar in any organization? These are the loose ones which can be easily removed, and some actually form the foundation of the tower. Yes, you think that they are the pillar of support, but they can still be removed. These pieces don't even have an impact on the structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The structure is still in place even with these pieces taken out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these pieces redundant then? Are these pieces Grade D then? What do we do to the pieces after we remove them? We re-stack! We try to put them on top, and put other pieces on top of them, and soon these pieces serve their function. Can we do this to the D graders in the organization, or rather the people who are sitting in between aimlessly? Instead of seeing them as pieces who are not contributing but rather sapping the organization of its resources and energy, can we re-deploy them so that they can show their worth and serve the organization better? We should tap on their strength so that they can also provide support and growth within the organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But re-stacking is not just increasing height. The structure can be taller, but not necessarily more stable. Moving requires more strategic thinking. What is the objective of removing the loose piece if it hinders the progress of the organization rather than supporting it? Moving doesn't solely depend on the cause and effect theory. In reality it involves more other complex factors. Without considering all the other connections, the actions taken to remove the loose pieces may prove ineffective or disastrous to the organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, there are some pieces crucial to the organization. Once you remove them, the whole tower collapses, but this is not healthy at all. These pieces are not stable themselves. Different tasks always land on the shoulders of the same pool of teachers. If these are the pieces supporting the structure, they should not be overloaded or else they might break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenga is a game of skill. Just like you need skills to increase the height of it and making sure it doesn't collapse, you need skills to run an organization. I'm still learning... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-3096229245839289636?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3096229245839289636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=3096229245839289636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/3096229245839289636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/3096229245839289636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/jenga-interesting-metaphor.html' title='Jenga – An interesting metaphor'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/Rp-D2iTE4CI/AAAAAAAAABo/BWtHJaBXhS0/s72-c/jenga_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-2516373859544368501</id><published>2007-07-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:56.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving vs Leadership</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpZLryTE4BI/AAAAAAAAABg/IP2o5Eq0Msg/s1600-h/2007_0712bssaa0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336044769796114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpZLryTE4BI/AAAAAAAAABg/IP2o5Eq0Msg/s320/2007_0712bssaa0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always liked driving, the only problem is I have a poor sense of direction, and I can't read the street directory. But I still drive, why not? Don't ask me to install GPS, it will only make you dumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always associated driving with leadership. What would you choose as the most important value/values of a leader? Integrity? Humility? Resilience? I would think it's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;COURAGE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot of courage to drive, just as it takes a lot of courage to be a leader. It's not like you don't know what is on the road, in fact you know what it's like on the road, there is traffic jam somewhere at times, accidents might occur, there are different routes but all seem to be interconnected, you lose your way and you panic and get frantic but nevertheless, somehow you would manage to find your way except that you take a longer time to reach, you get sandwiched between vehicles, you pay a price (ERP lah!) if you do not plan your time well, you meet people driving the same car as you and of course there are different cars (some bigger), some drivers honk at you (or worse point their finger, I leave it to your imagination which one), some cross your path without signalling, P plate drivers tend to be bullied (they assume P plate drivers are kayu), at times you slow down and of course you try to speed but still follow law, and drivers drive with a direction in mind, though there are exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about leadership? You know why you choose to lead. You have a vision for your department and for the school. There are people who share the same vision as you, but not all, they may have a bigger agenda. The journey of leadership is never smooth, there are hiccups now and then, but somehow these can be overcome with support and guidance. You feel frustrated sometimes and you just lose your patience. Being the middle manager, you may find yourself caught in between the principal and the teachers. As a young and new HOD, it may take a longer time to be accepted and affirmed. However, if we are courageous to embark on this leadership journey, we should have what it takes to be a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving comes with good practice. You practised on the road, you practised in the circuit, you passed your test and you got the licence to drive. Leadership is the reverse. You are appointed HOD, then you practise, and you learn on the job. I have learnt to drive a car, now I must learn to drive my department in the right direction. I passed my driving only at the second test, as I failed the first time I took the test. Can I afford to fail in leading as well? Frankly speaking I'm scared of failing. I have taken up the post without a licence to drive first and I'm scared of not able to steer the department well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm still glad I started driving "young", and took up the challenge then. Youth does have its advantage. Other than being more gung-ho, recovery is faster in any sense when you are hurt. However, it takes time to know the roads well in Singapore, and you need wisdom for this, just like in leadership. There are things that I learn while driving. I learn I must give way to traffic police and ambulance, how to give way to them, when to change lanes, how to change lanes, how to be a polite driver, how to stay focused during traffic jams... ... The same goes for being a leader. Learn to compromise, stay focused, know what to anticipate, be understanding and compassionate... ... Most of us are not born drivers. We learn as we drive. Currently I'm still learning how to be a leader with a good sense of direction, to be a leader whom people can follow with ease and feel safe and not afraid of getting lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="1187068525709"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is leadership then? I think it's very difficult to define and explain leadership. "Leaders don't inflict pain; they bear pain." (Leadership is an Art, Max De Pree). In that case, I don't think I am a good leader, as I think I inflict pain on the other drivers. Sometimes, I refuse to give way, and I honk at others. I suppose it takes time and patience to be a gracious driver who respects other drivers on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I would ask myself. Why did I choose to lead?  Given another chance to choose, would I want to be a HOT (Happy and Ordinary Teacher)? Or still a HOD? Frankly speaking I really don't know, but I do know I still have the &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;teacher heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;. I have been reading books on leadership and I think this is what fits me so far "... ... to be a leader is to enjoy the special privileges of complexity, of ambiguity, of diversity. But to be a leader means, especially, having the opportunity to make a meaningful difference in the lives of those who permit leaders to lead." (Leadership is an Art, Max De Pree) We have been engrossed in making a difference in students' lives, yet we seem to have forgotten that we need to also impact our teachers and make a difference in their lives too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Please do not ask about the car plate. It was a painful lesson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-2516373859544368501?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2516373859544368501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=2516373859544368501&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2516373859544368501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2516373859544368501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/driving-vs-leadership.html' title='Driving vs Leadership'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpZLryTE4BI/AAAAAAAAABg/IP2o5Eq0Msg/s72-c/2007_0712bssaa0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-2168654262145089393</id><published>2007-07-11T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:56.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpZK6STE4AI/AAAAAAAAABY/_rstbxyCmnM/s1600-h/2007_0712bssaa0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086335194366271490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpZK6STE4AI/AAAAAAAAABY/_rstbxyCmnM/s320/2007_0712bssaa0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is also &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; space in the timetable, the difference between white space in NIE and in school is, the former is really your own white space, you decide what you want to do with it. Shiok? No, I feel quite lost. Most of the time in school we tend to rush too fast, hence to slow down the pace seems quite weird, but aren't we always yearning for more free time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-2168654262145089393?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2168654262145089393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=2168654262145089393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2168654262145089393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/2168654262145089393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/white-space.html' title='White Space'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpZK6STE4AI/AAAAAAAAABY/_rstbxyCmnM/s72-c/2007_0712bssaa0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-4172906732943927849</id><published>2007-07-10T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:56.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally can see the sun while driving... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpJMv9ZJ3VI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9Zo7O0lgv1M/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085211316072340818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpJMv9ZJ3VI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9Zo7O0lgv1M/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally I can see the sun as I drove to NIE, with sunglasses, and when I drove back home, it was still &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BRIGHT&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SUNNY&lt;/span&gt;. One of the changes in my life so far... ... and more to anticipate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-4172906732943927849?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4172906732943927849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=4172906732943927849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/4172906732943927849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/4172906732943927849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Finally can see the sun while driving... ...'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RpJMv9ZJ3VI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9Zo7O0lgv1M/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-1544149141128614071</id><published>2007-07-09T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:33:25.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MLS</title><content type='html'>The first day of the MLS (Management and Leadership in Schools) programme, or you may call it &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ust &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;earn &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;lowly. I will be blogging very often, in English (yes, I remember I'm a Chinese teacher), but since I need to submit 2 journal entries every week, I might as well consolidate my thoughts here. Must study smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this would be a good time to take a break from the toils of school work and do deep reflection about personal direction and learn more about leadership and management. The 3 Rs that I'll be doing during these 17 weeks: &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;eflect. &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;echarge. &lt;strong&gt;READ&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-1544149141128614071?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1544149141128614071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=1544149141128614071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/1544149141128614071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/1544149141128614071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;你知道吗，其实我已经很久没有在家上网了。尤其是Edumail换成Edumail2之后，我的Netscape根本无法support。Netscape，你又有听过吗？&lt;br /&gt;下周要回教育学院上课，没办法，只好申请Broadband（是的，之前我都在用Dial-up）。&lt;br /&gt;你没想到我会这么落后吧？哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;花了一小时多的时间，拼拼凑凑，终于成功把modem connect去laptop，还能连线上网。哦，是的，我要把desktop打入冷宫了。&lt;br /&gt;现在，要做的事是如何把这一堆难看的wire藏起来，我不能忍受这种凌乱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;待会，我又要去做另一件bo-bian的事，去recce教育学院的路线，上周五迷路到乱，下周可不能做一只“迷途的小绵羊”了……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-3892969472493711328?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3892969472493711328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=3892969472493711328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-3939811505970391219</id><published>2007-05-23T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:57.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再一次的感动</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RmO80cF6Q4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-0Qx5rQpO-Q/s1600-h/DSCF3434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072105214429512578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RmO80cF6Q4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-0Qx5rQpO-Q/s320/DSCF3434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 感动写多了，就变得肉麻，可是，我真的很感激这一班学生，让我承受第二次的感动！当天on course回校时，让我再一次受宠若惊，老师何德何能，一直受到你们的“恩宠”。我以为我“征服”了你们，没想到的是，我反过来被你们“征服”了……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-3939811505970391219?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RmO80cF6Q4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-0Qx5rQpO-Q/s72-c/DSCF3434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-7010757224411998431</id><published>2007-05-21T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:57.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感动</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RmO7d8F6Q3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fi5r8j5YiSk/s1600-h/DSCF3436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072103728370828146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RmO7d8F6Q3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fi5r8j5YiSk/s320/DSCF3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 这一周进入备考状态，中四中五下周一考试，很忙很忙，很累很累……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没想到回到办公室时，在桌上看到一份礼物、一张纸条，顿时惊讶，再来感动。&lt;br /&gt;很可爱的女生，一直以为我会“一去不复返”。放心，我还在，人在、心在、灵魂在。不必和我说再见……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;丽莹，谢谢你带给老师的感动，看你写的纸条，很完整的私函格式，很用心的文字……正如我每次在批改作文时给你的评语，“你的文章很感情用事”……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很久没有这么感动过了……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-7010757224411998431?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7010757224411998431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=7010757224411998431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/7010757224411998431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/7010757224411998431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='感动'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RmO7d8F6Q3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fi5r8j5YiSk/s72-c/DSCF3436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-6641804166856146971</id><published>2007-03-03T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:57.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>风雨后的彩虹</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RekEgZaqzdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R-8WgfDJBfg/s1600-h/DSCF2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037562612815678930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elOFjCFwNOo/RekEgZaqzdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R-8WgfDJBfg/s320/DSCF2252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;如果你仔细看，这其实是一道彩虹。去年带学生去印度时的某一个黄昏拍摄的。不同的国度，但却在相同的一片天空，看到了彩虹。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;事隔几个月，放置这张照片，主要是联想到最近频频发生，却也让我比较关注的问题/现象：学生自残。报章上也刊载了这类的报道。曾问过学生，为什么会选择自残，有什么问题是解决不了的，非要伤害自己的肉体。学生的答案也让我从另一个角度明白了他们的想法。与其痛在心里，倒不如把这种痛转移到肉体上，这对他们是一种解脱。听了之后很痛心，也为他们难过，这样的年纪，到底是什么痛，这么痛彻心扉，能令他们无法承受？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;年轻的心，不应该承受这样的痛。社会在进步，生活愈优质，痛，也越难承受、分解？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-6641804166856146971?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;在认识作者的前提下读他的文章与不认识作者而读他的文章有很大的不同。认识作者，才读他的文章，有些内容表达不言而喻。不认识作者，而读他的文章，或许只是片面、一厢情愿的解读。我认识刘立吗？我想，精神上吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;读刘立的文章会有两个极端。你可能会觉得熟悉亲切，因为所写都是你我周围的生活点滴，或多或少与岛国有关，而岛国又是你我成长的地方，这还会陌生吗？你也可能认为作者笔下是一些刻意放大的鸡毛蒜皮的琐事，只不过是作者自己小型的沧海桑田，事不关己，不屑一顾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只觉得，刘立的文章写得很简单，简单，就是生活的一种美，这就足够了，对不对？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;注：刘立，土生土长的新加坡公民，业余写作爱好者。1999年出版《有空来看看》，2006年出版《有空再看看》。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115959888969006013?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115959888969006013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115959888969006013&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115959888969006013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115959888969006013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='不是读后感－看刘立'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115699375047865573</id><published>2006-08-31T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:09:10.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>激励课程</title><content type='html'>上个星期，你们上了三天的激励课程。这三天里，你的“心路历程”又是怎么样的呢？心里有何感想吗？可否与我们分享？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常在想，这样的课程，只是一夜间的反省，过后就故态复萌，又或会是一辈子都在不断进行反思？你说呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也想知道，那晚是什么触动了你的泪腺，让你能够坦诚地面对大家，诉说心事？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许，从这儿开始，让我们来一番心灵上的交流。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假期愉快！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115699375047865573?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115699375047865573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115699375047865573&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115699375047865573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115699375047865573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_31.html' title='激励课程'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115640773414373239</id><published>2006-08-24T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T13:47:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我们做到了！</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/DSCF1797.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/DSCF1797.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;左起：蔡胜龙、Nicholas陈明良、许维达&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;‘O’水准会考成绩放榜至今已经两周。每每成绩放榜，不是普天同庆，就是普天同“悲”。这一次，我要特别写一写我的三位中五学生：&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;蔡胜龙、Nicholas陈明良&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;和&lt;/span&gt;许维达&lt;/span&gt;。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;这些学生都是我的骄傲。你一定以为他们名列前茅，考获A1，其实不然。事实上这些学生被编排入中五华文最差的一班，&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5N2&lt;/span&gt;，由我执教。我只教他们五个多月，一直在帮他们准备会考，偶尔开开玩笑，娱人娱己。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;宣布成绩时，我不禁向前跟这三位学生握手：恭喜你！你及格了！／你考到A2！也许及格或考到A2对某些人来说是一件轻而易举的事，没什么值得骄傲的，但对这三个从&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;小学二年级&lt;/span&gt;开始华文就不及格的学生，甚至公然承认&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;不喜欢华文&lt;/span&gt;，要&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;放弃华文&lt;/span&gt;的学生来说，能够及格，还能够考到A2，这就像完成了一项不可能的任务。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;胜龙、维达考到C6令我感动，明良考到A2令我感动，但最最最令我感动的事是他们会真心诚意来向你握手说声“谢谢”。这一声“谢谢”就足够了。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;找这三位学生一起合照，跟他们说会写一写他们时，他们都很开心，还很认真地整理衣服头发。我的学生，很可爱吧。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;以上写的这些话，平时他们一定看不懂，会说“太长了”、“很多字不会读”等等，可是这一次我相信，不管我写什么，他们查字典也好，问朋友也好，甚至打印出来叫我念给他们听也好，我一定会有至少三位读者。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;最后，我衷心希望，尽管你们现在不必再修读华文，但并不代表就此跟华文绝缘。就算你不记得曾老师，但希望你记得华文华语。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;华文，不难，理由很简单，&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;因。为。你。是。华。人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/DSCF1798.17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;我们也会拍Fun Shot！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115640773414373239?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115640773414373239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115640773414373239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115640773414373239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115640773414373239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_24.html' title='我们做到了！'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115615633161484906</id><published>2006-08-21T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:41:19.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我们得奖了！</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/DSCF1781.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/DSCF1781.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3N1：林秀虹&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我们得奖了！ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;校群卡拉OK歌唱比赛，得了亚军。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;谢谢学生的参与，你应该知道，这个年头，找学生参加比赛，并不容易。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;原本找“现成”的校园Superstar，然而时间不配合，结果“塞翁失马，焉知非福”，又或是“无心插柳”，音乐老师向我推荐秀虹。虽然同在一个屋檐下，与秀虹却素未谋面，直到彩排当天才见到她的“庐山真面目”。很可爱的一个女生，见到我也不会拘谨。这些日子都在自己练唱，听她唱歌，我才认识范玮琪的《一个像夏天一个像秋天》，也渐渐喜欢这首歌。这首歌，被秀虹唱好听了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;很开心能获奖，更开心学生能开心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;从网络找出这首歌的歌词，与你细细品味，你也可点击以下网址聆听。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;范玮琪《一个像夏天一个像秋天》&lt;br /&gt;词：姚若龙 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115615633161484906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115615633161484906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115615633161484906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115615633161484906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_21.html' title='我们得奖了！'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115615802543255369</id><published>2006-08-19T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:43:14.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的学生很艺术</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/RHDphoto1.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/RHDphoto1.13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; “种族和谐”照片短语比赛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;中学组：第三名&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的学生很艺术。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;知道找欣欣参加由南洋初级学院主办的“种族和谐”照片短语比赛准没错。欣欣向我解释了她的构思与概念后，才恍然大悟。你仔细看的话，反映在镜片上的是不同族群的学生，穿着各自种族的服装；此外，选择这样的镜框，要表达的是新加坡是个富有种族色彩的国家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，要感谢的还有一个人：照片上笑得嘴巴合不拢的模特儿：许维达。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='我的学生很艺术'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115518427727681780</id><published>2006-08-10T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:31:17.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相思江南（一）</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;序：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;旅行，最怕回来的时候什么记忆都没有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六月，暂时卸下工作，放逐心情，下江南一游，同时，也希望多了解中国教育体制，寻找成为姐妹学校的对象。咸菜命就是这样的，谁说工作能完全卸下？从来没有在六月旅游，一直以工作放不下为理由，所以这次就以工作之名，让心去旅行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的行程：上海－苏州－无锡－南京－杭州－义乌－横店－上海。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115518417991677013</id><published>2006-08-10T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:32:14.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相思江南（二）</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;朱家角水乡&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一站：朱家角古镇。朱家角镇是典型的江南水乡古镇，具有水美、桥古、街奇、园精的特色，亦有人把她比喻为上海的威尼斯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F16.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 江南春雨杏花，小桥流水人家。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;江南小镇，梦里水乡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;放生桥 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518417991677013?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115518417991677013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115518417991677013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;苏州&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;网师园：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人说，江南园林是苏州的灵魂所在。步入园林，总会有些感慨，虽然不一定很强烈，但也不会是心如止水。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/wsy1.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;网师园是苏州四大园林（拙政园、留园、狮子林）中最为小巧的。“网师”就是撒网的渔翁“渔隐”田园，就有了这座园子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;盘门：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/pm1.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;盘门建筑奇特雄伟，分水陆两门。陆门有二重城门，侵犯的敌兵一旦被诱入，便宛如瓮中捉鳖，城上守兵放箭投石，只得束手待毙。水城门是沟通西南城角内外的唯一水路通道，设闸两道，控制来往船只。水陆城门并存，在中国是绝无仅有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/pm2.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;瑞光塔建在盘门内，传闻是三国时东吴的孙权为报答母亲的养育之恩所建，据说在历史上每修缮一次该塔，塔上就会出现灿烂的五色霞光，“瑞光”之名由此而来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到盘门景区，走马看花，如何寻找这扇门这道墙这座城的历史？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;寒山寺：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唐代诗人张继的一首《枫桥夜泊》，使寒山寺成为蜚声中外的旅游胜地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;月落乌啼霜满天，江枫渔火对愁眠，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;姑苏城外寒山寺，夜半钟声到客船。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;这原本是中二课本的一首诗，可惜后来都不教诗词了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/hss1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; 寒山寺位于苏州城西的枫桥镇。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/hss3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;这是一座典型的江南寺庙。迎门的那面金黄色的照壁墙上，苍劲有力的“寒山寺”三个大字直逼你的眼睛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/hss2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;走进寒山寺，寺前就是古运河，河上有座拱桥，不过这并非“枫桥”，而是“江桥”，“江枫渔火对愁眠”句中的“江”就是指它。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/hss4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;著名钟楼，有两层，八角。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;张继在夜宿枫桥时所听到的寒山钟声就是钟楼二层上悬挂的铜钟发出的。凡是来寒山寺的游人都会来此撞钟祈福。寒山寺并不大，最有名的就是她的钟声。钟声象征美好祝愿，据说在新年的时候听上108下，便可消除一年的108种烦恼。闻钟声，烦恼轻。智慧长，菩提增。这口钟，的的确确承载了太多的祈祷和祝愿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寒山寺曾经出过两个著名的和尚，一名寒山，一名拾得。前者的名号，正是这座寺庙得名的由来。寒山问拾得曰：世间有谤我、欺我、辱我、笑我、轻我、贱我、骗我，如何处治乎？拾得曰：只要忍他、让他、由他、避他、耐他、敬他、不要理他，再过几年你且看他。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;为人处事，需要一颗隐忍之心，如若能平心静气地面对一切人际关系的困扰，也就一身轻松了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/hss5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 走廊壁上有许多碑刻，其中《枫桥夜泊》就有从古至今七位书法大师的真迹留于此。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/hss6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;游走中国，总会在寺庙驻足。或许佛祖偏爱江南，所以江南有了这大大小小有灵性有风景还有故事的寺庙。到寒山寺那天，刚好是农历五月十五。这是一种缘分。买了香烛，虔诚祈福。人，往往需要另一种寄托。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;评弹表演：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/szxd.12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;评弹，源于唐宋讲唱文字，是一种用苏州方言演唱的地方曲艺。听评弹，品香茗，是一种传统的苏式娱乐。用餐时候，我们也听评弹，不过是已变调的流行歌曲。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;苏州丝绸：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;参观了丝绸厂，难忘的是进入厂内时嗅到的一股“异味”。国人本色再次在这里发挥，无论是蚕丝被、蚕丝枕头、蚕丝睡袍，大家都买得不亦乐乎。我也买了据说有“冬暖夏凉”特质的蚕丝被，其实，这也只是花钱的一个借口。岛国天气湿热，裹上一条被子，怎会有一丝凉意？自欺欺人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/szcs1.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 蚕宝宝 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/200/szcs2.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt; 抽丝剥茧&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518396168828261?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115518386449349194</id><published>2006-08-10T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:38:27.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相思江南（四）</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;无锡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无锡，让我想到《瞎子阿炳》一课。无锡，是阿炳先生的家乡，《二泉映月》是无锡这个小城的曲子，是阿炳先生的生命中一曲不沉的舟。然而，我们的孩子，又怎懂得欣赏《二泉映月》一曲？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;太湖：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F10.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;太湖地跨江苏和浙江两省。郭沫若先生“太湖佳绝处，毕竟在鼋头”成了人们游无锡的必到之地。&lt;br /&gt;鼋头渚为太湖西北岸的一个半岛，因有巨石突入湖中，状如神鼋翘首而得名。1918年，鼋头渚始建园林，众多社会名流、达官旺族纷纷在附近营造私家花园和别墅。后经统一规划布局，精心缀连，不断扩建景点，使这一风景名胜成为江南最大的山水园林。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;鼋：传说中一种龙头、龟身、麒麟脚、鱼尾的四不象神物。&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 图片教学：衬托／相映成趣&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F18.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F17.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 绣球花。还记得吗？我的昆虫与花占卜法。谁属绣球花？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;薛家花园：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F3.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;薛家花园始建于1890年，建成于1894年，是清末无锡籍著名思想家、外交家、资产阶级维新派代表人物薛福成的宅地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;来到薛家花园，有人开始埋怨，为什么来看“别人的屋子”。旅游，你爱看什么就看什么。这一次，我看建筑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;淡水养殖珍珠：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;破蚌取珠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518386449349194?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115518386449349194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115518386449349194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518386449349194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518386449349194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_115518386449349194.html' title='相思江南（四）'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115518374078912001</id><published>2006-08-10T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:39:38.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相思江南（五）</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;南京&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;南京是一座历史文化名城，中国七大古都之一。导游说南京有五怪：鸭子卖得快；家家吃野菜；萝卜当做水果卖；人们爱把石头戴；老头怕老太。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;中山陵：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中山陵是孙中山先生的陵墓。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F6.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;从牌坊到墓室，共有10个平台，392级台阶。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;南京是个大火炉。头顶艳阳，爬着爬着，我连392级台阶都无法完成。途中头晕目眩，很想作呕。先生，抱歉，也许您的磁场太强烈，造成一种阻力，无法瞻仰您白色大理石的卧像。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;明孝陵：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明孝陵是明太祖朱元璋与皇后马氏的合葬墓。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F1.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 明孝陵“四方城”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;南京长江大桥：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 长江大桥在1968年建成，是长江上第一座由中国自行设计建造的双层式铁路、公路两用桥。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;文革后唯一保留的红卫兵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;夫子庙街：秦淮河&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;朱自清在《桨声灯影里的秦淮河》里写道：秦淮河的水是碧阴阴的；看起来厚而不腻，或者是六朝金粉所凝么？我们初上船的时候，天色还未断黑，那漾漾的柔波是这样的恬静，委婉，使我们一面有水阔天空之想，一面又憧憬着纸醉金迷之境了。…… 从清清的水影里，我们感到的只是薄薄的夜─?这正是秦淮河的夜。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;来到秦淮河畔，想一睹其真容，却寻找不到那抹倩影，华灯初上，游人太多，只是在想，人什么时候可以少一些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;南京其实是饱经沧桑的，然而今日的繁华却掩盖了昔日的痛楚。下次再去时，我一定要到“南京大屠杀遇难同胞纪念馆”。悲凉、惨痛与沉重，是无法掩盖的历史印记。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518374078912001?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115518374078912001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115518374078912001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518374078912001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518374078912001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_115518374078912001.html' title='相思江南（五）'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115518365539856845</id><published>2006-08-10T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:42:20.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相思江南（六）</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;杭州&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;杭州，浙江省的省会，中国六大古都之一，有着两千多年悠久的历史。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;黄龙洞：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;黄龙洞背倚山林，造园特点是将溪泉、洞壑、亭轩、叠石等和谐地揉合在一起，形成一个古树参天、修竹葱翠的幽雅景致。园中植有方竹、紫竹、琴丝竹等十几种珍稀竹类，是一处赏竹佳地。&lt;br /&gt;黄龙洞在自然景观基础上，突出以“缘”为主题的文化内容，由此形成了投缘、问缘、禧缘、圆缘等一系列富有特色的文化旅游项目。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F1.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;黄龙洞具道教洞天福地气象，集宗教文化内涵与寺观园林景象于一体。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;黄龙洞的竹景。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;龙井茶文化：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 西湖龙井茶，色翠、香郁、味醇、形美。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;宋城：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宋城是中国最大的宋文化主题公园，是杭州十大新景观，浙江十佳美景。城内斗拱飞檐、车水马龙，精彩丰富的民俗活动和气势恢宏的大型歌舞，真实再现了宋代都市的繁荣景象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宋城将给你一个不变的承诺：&lt;strong&gt;给我一天，还你千年。&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F17.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 经典节目：彩楼抛绣球招婿&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F23.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 《宋城千古情》是一场立体全景式歌舞秀，以杭州的历史典故、神话传说为基点，融合世界歌舞、杂技艺术于一体，应用现代高科技手段营造如梦如幻的艺术效果，给人强烈的视觉震撼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;一台无法在记忆中搜寻 只存在于想像中的晚会　一场无法拒绝的视觉盛宴……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;西湖：&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;旅游行程写道：西湖，是一首诗，一幅天然图画，一个美丽动人的故事。阳春三月，莺飞草长。苏白两堤，桃柳夹岸。两边是水波潋滟，游船点点，远处是山色空蒙，青黛含翠。此时走在堤上，你会被眼前的景色所惊叹，甚至心醉神驰，怀疑自己是否进入了世外仙境。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;读了是不是很对西湖有所向往？遗憾的是赶鸭式的旅游，匆匆而过，又如何被这天下无双的美景所倾倒？我还怀疑是否被旅行社所骗！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天上的雨多，地上的湖多，天上的雨落在地上的湖里，所以江南的水多。来到西湖，正好下着绵绵细雨，好一个梅雨天！这或许弥补了一些遗憾。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;花港观鱼&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;雷峰塔：来到西湖，怎能忘记许仙与白娘子的故事？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;三潭印月：“三潭”是三座葫芦形石塔，皓月当空时，在塔里点上蜡烛，烛光外透，“塔影、云影、月影交融”，形成“月光映潭、影分为三”的绮丽景色，故名“三潭印月”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F23%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 桂花树……想到了你我爱喝的桂花酒。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518365539856845?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115518365539856845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115518365539856845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;义乌，地处浙江中部，辖7个街道6个镇，本地户籍人口68万。我们在小商品城自由购物，“这个购物者天堂，有小商品海洋之称，号称全球最大的日用消费品市场。这个市场建成后，也将成为义乌国际性商贸城市具有鲜明特征的标志性建筑。”同样的，以上这段话是旅游行程所写的。这个所谓的小商品城类似批发中心，我们又不是来办货。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518346653323540?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115518346653323540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115518346653323540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518346653323540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518346653323540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_115518346653323540.html' title='相思江南（七）'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115518340898489255</id><published>2006-08-10T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:16:48.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相思江南（八）</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;横店&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;横店，位于浙江中部的东阳市。自1996年以来，横店集团投入20多亿兴建横店影视城，汇聚南北地域特色的影视拍摄基地，被称为“中国好莱坞”。《鸦片战争》、《荆柯刺秦王》、《英雄》、《杨门女将》、《雍正王朝》、《天下无双》、《少年黄飞鸿》、《精武英雄》、《书剑恩仇录》、《小李飞刀》等150多部影视剧在横店影视城拍摄完成。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;秦始皇登场。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F31.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;秦王宫影视拍摄基地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F23.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;秦王宫影视拍摄基地 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;横店老街影视拍摄基地 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518340898489255?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115518340898489255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115518340898489255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518340898489255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518340898489255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_115518340898489255.html' title='相思江南（八）'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115518266210292985</id><published>2006-08-10T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:10:22.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相思江南（九）</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;上海&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我游上海，游得很空泛。就只是逛逛街，购购物，到襄阳市场狂扫冒牌货。但我也较能体会《东方的明珠－上海》一课，有时，读万卷书不如行万里路，学生确实很难想像上海是个怎样的繁华都会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;南京路步行街：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;为方便游客观光游览和购物，配备了观光车。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;步行街两侧名特商店林立，世界名品荟萃。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;黄浦江夜游：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;上海东方明珠广播电视塔：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;上海东方明珠广播电视塔于1994年10曰1日建成，塔高468米，亚洲第一、世界第三。游客尽可在不同高度欣赏都市美景。太空舱位于350米；亚洲最高的旋转餐厅位于267米；主观光层位于263米；室外观光层位于259米；空中观光廊位于90米。在263米高的主观光层，可以鸟瞰上海市全貌。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518266210292985?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115518266210292985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115518266210292985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518266210292985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518266210292985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_10.html' title='相思江南（九）'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-115518172341627339</id><published>2006-08-10T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T13:49:24.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相思江南（十）</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;后记：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老天赋予江南太多的灵性，一方水土，承载了无数的精彩。写这篇记录，全凭记忆，毕竟事隔近乎两个月。再来，这是我的“教育网页”，因此觉得有些介绍苍白无力，言语上也不敢太“放肆”。哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我发现自己有很严重的职业病，一景一物常能与课文挂钩，因为我依然热爱教学这份工作。近日常为这个问题担忧：本地华文师资短缺，&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;土生土长&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;的华文教师已濒临绝种。华文，真的这么难教？教华文，真的这么没有吸引力？谁来教育我们的下一代华文华语？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次旅游回来，都有一种“恍如隔世”的感觉。江南七天，日子充满了悠闲与惬意。然而岛国在我缺席的日子，依然忙碌，周围的亲朋好友也没有少了些什么，多了些什么，还是为了工作／排名／生计疲于奔命。呜呼哀哉！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中国旅游，常常看山，看水，看桥，看庙，看园林，看这些任人摆布的风景。有人说，看久了，觉得毫无意义。其实不然，主要是看你用怎样的心情去看。每一次旅游，我都在寻找，然而，这次很遗憾的，我依然寻找不到我要的感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次旅游的记录，写于国庆前夕，虽然“相思江南”，但我心依系祖国。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-115518172341627339?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/115518172341627339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=115518172341627339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518172341627339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/115518172341627339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='相思江南（十）'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-114414335008152889</id><published>2006-04-04T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T17:35:51.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆录（一）</title><content type='html'>写一写5N2，毕竟相处了三个月。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;教中五，要在最短的时间内与你们bond（你们的语言），因为五月底就要保送你们去考O水准了。正如我之前说过，老师与学生喜欢的科目是有直接关系的，而这个关系也直接影响到成绩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这三个月以来，我每次都很期待去5N2上课，虽然你们一直不相信我说的话，认为我在哄你们。请你们想想，你已经是学校的“元老”了，我还哄得了你？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对自己有些信心，起码在我眼里，你还是可爱的：）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很庆幸，很多时候，课堂上的日子都在嘻嘻笑笑中度过，偶尔开开玩笑，也无伤大雅。但大家也要有节制，要知道什么时候该认真，什么时候可以开玩笑。上课的时候，我喜欢捕捉令我“感动的时刻”，“感动”难以说明，它是一种很微妙的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么能够感动我？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天理解问答时教你用“人潮汹涌”和“川流不息”来作答，后来提到模拟考试（mock exam）时，你马上说可以用到这两个词语，还抄了下来，说待会儿可以派上用场，我多欣慰，因为你懂得学以致用。认真学习的学生最可爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;平时你一副“大哥”的样子，那天却主动帮Frederick完成作文，我多么赞赏你那时的侠义精神！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有……还有……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，只要你用心听讲，认真学习，都能感动到我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活中的感动可以很简单，无须华丽的装饰，就好像我请你吃巧克力时，简单的巧克力可以满足你不复杂的需求。这种简单，这种单纯，很令人感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看完了，不要来跟老师说：老师，你写得很chim！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chim，华文是“深奥”。我不chim，我只是一个简单的老师，想简单地教好你。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-114414335008152889?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/114414335008152889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=114414335008152889&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/114414335008152889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/114414335008152889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='回忆录（一）'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-114206068451978618</id><published>2006-03-11T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T15:04:44.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆录－序</title><content type='html'>悠悠过了一个学期。&lt;br /&gt;唉……&lt;br /&gt;假期的到来，你期待吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-114206068451978618?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/114206068451978618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=114206068451978618&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/114206068451978618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/114206068451978618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='回忆录－序'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-113927685132650593</id><published>2006-02-07T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T13:03:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一路走来……</title><content type='html'>承蒙刘碧娟老师抬举，二月六日回到教育学院与学员分享我尚浅的教学经验，演讲稿如下：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;南洋理工大学国立教育学院&lt;br /&gt;亚洲语言文化学部中国语言文化系&lt;br /&gt;大学毕业教育专业文凭课程（中学）&lt;br /&gt;PGDE (Sec) July 2005 Intake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;教学实习分享会&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006年2月6日&lt;br /&gt;Executive Seminar Room 2&lt;br /&gt;BLK 2-02-01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你听过海星的故&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="259" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/untitled1.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;事吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;清晨，在海边，老人把退潮时被冲到沙滩上的海星丟回海里，否则，太阳一出来，这些海星肯定被晒干。沙滩上成千上万的海星，老人要拾到什么时候呢？老人看着手中的一只小海星，又把它安全地拋回海里，跟着说：“至少，对这海星來说就大有分別了！”老人的这一个举动就是海星百分之百的未来，能救几只就是几只。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是几年前教育部曾用过的一则故事，希望我们能够Make A Difference。今天有幸能在这里与大家分享我的教学经验，其实我的教学经验尚浅，只有四年半，看到你们，其实就想到当年准备去实习前的自己，既期待，又不安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我的愿望&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/child20right.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/child20right.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从小，我就有这样的“宏愿”，当教师，而且还是要当一名华文教师。也不知哪来这样强烈的使命感，但我从小就为自己铺路，最终走上这条不归路。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;从实习老师开始&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="136" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/706.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在四德女中实习，学生多数没有纪律问题，学习态度好，学习能力强。我们要了解学生学习上的需要，因材施教。在实习时，我就把重点放在教学法上，让学生对学习华文有兴趣，如在教学上利用思维图、漫画、流行歌曲等，出尽法宝。实习这段日子确实忙碌，很多第一次：第一次授课、第一次批改、第一次出题……一切都不再是空谈，你是真正地在教书。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;文化震荡&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次实习，可能是一种文化震荡。如果你出身名校，可能不能够接受邻里学校的学生。但你想想，邻里学校的孩子，是不是最需要我们？一般上，我们尽量不安排普通工艺班给实习老师。如果你的班级有纪律问题，要适当处理，并向你的协导老师反映。只有在有纪律的情况下上课，学生才能够学习。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管你被派到哪一所学校，不要瞧不起邻里学校，现在邻里学校也是各有强项，有所作为。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;联络网&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学员与学员之间要建立一个联络网，方便交换教案、题目、资料等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 5 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身为协导老师……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;视学校的情况而定，教了一年半的书之后，我开始当协导老师，在2003年和2004年碰到两位极端的学员。第一位学员获得良好的评价，第二位学员则不及格，必须重新实习。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;协导老师主要是从旁协助学员，并不会刻意刁难。但身为协导老师，我们对学员也有要求，主要是态度上的要求。我们希望看到&lt;strong&gt;积极、自动自发&lt;/strong&gt;的学员。请你主动向校方或协导老师索取材料［如：教学时间表或观摩教学时间表、教学进度表、课本、作业本、教师手册、教具（白板笔、透明软片、手提电脑等）］，向他们了解学校的日常运作（如：学校活动、升旗礼、周会时间、影印事项、教师申请病假或事假事宜、校务会议、部门会议、训导或辅导的程序）。在教学上，虽然协导老师会提供资源给你，但身为学员，你还是必须积极备课，采用不同的教学法，不同的教材，学以致用。如果你实习的期间学校有其他活动，你也务必要参与。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;教书需要&lt;strong&gt;爱心&lt;/strong&gt;。请不要辱骂学生，更加不能体罚，也不要丢桌子、抛书本，这些举动不能让你成为英雄，却有损你的个人形象。多关怀学生，适时地鼓励学生、称赞学生、甚至奖赏学生，如果你到一些邻里学校的话，即使一块巧克力，也会让学生乐上一整天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;诚实&lt;/strong&gt;永远是一种美德。请向你的协导老师反映学生学习的真实情况，不要隐瞒。不要欺骗作业的份量，不要胡乱打分，作业批改要认真，总而言之，不要让你的协导老师在你实习结束后收拾烂摊子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们现在为人师表，是学生的榜样，我们要看到&lt;strong&gt;有责任感&lt;/strong&gt;的学员，你尚在学习阶段，必然会出错，但勇于承认错误，从中学习，吸取经验，没有人会怪罪于你的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;实习期间固然忙碌，但希望你能抽出时间，进行&lt;strong&gt;反思&lt;/strong&gt;，自我检讨。只有在反思的过程中，你才能总结自己学到了什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们不希望看到怎样的学员呢？怎样的学员或许会不及格？&lt;strong&gt;态度散漫，做戏、知识贫乏、语文水平低&lt;/strong&gt;。备课要充分，这是你分内应该做的事。请你不要在校方或协导老师视察教学时才呕心沥血地准备，而其他节数就敷衍塞责，不要低估校方的判断能力，我们知道学员是否在做戏，还会突击视学，让你措手不及。此外，如果你的知识贫乏，请在上课前翻阅参考书或上网找资料。还有，切忌写错字。一句话：充分备课。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/kanji-humble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/kanji-humble.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给你猜个谜语：什么东西请人吃没人吃，自己吃又咽不下？ 谜底是吃“亏”。是的，你尚在学习的阶段，请你谦逊一点，吃一点亏也无所谓，不要斤斤计较，把每一次所做的事当做一种学习。在学校，不要自恃文凭比别人大张、喝过海外墨水就目中无人，还是要敬老尊贤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;生命的成长不仅需要吃饭，更需要吃苦和吃亏。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;用心　良心　爱心&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/heart.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;教书是一份良心的工作，也是一种使命。我事事要求完美，事事求好心切，结果我教得很累。我的南初老师曾发给我两则简讯：&lt;strong&gt;尽本分　按良心无悔无愧　爱自己多一点；无法改变的　莫费心　累坏自己　凡事看开放开&lt;/strong&gt;。当你实习结束后，可能有另一种启发，我希望在你春风化雨的当儿，照顾好身心健康。累垮了，没有人会可怜你的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我当上了这些孩子的后母！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/SW_apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="225" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/SW_apple.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得我正式教书时，对我来说真的是一种文化震荡。因为我跟你们一样，是在七月接任，校内的老师还调侃说我们是“后母”。在你之前的老师离职原因是什么？退休？辞职？代课老师？有时这会间接影响学生对华文或华文老师的态度。这半年真的不好过，你很难有一套自己的管理方式，无所谓，尽本分去教，还是会有成效的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;路，是自己走出来的…… 从教师到部门主任 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/footprints3.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/footprints3.jpg" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现任的学校明智中学是我的第二所学校。我在第一所学校教了三年半就申请转校，路，是自己走出来的。但你要清楚自己的事业方向、自己的能力、你是要当一辈子的教师，还是想尝试其他工作？一切别言之过早，不要这么快下定论，给自己时间，才告诉自己你要什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身为教师，我们必须&lt;strong&gt;注意个人涵养，不断自我提升&lt;/strong&gt;。你要知道整个教育大方向是什么，尤其是华文改革和其他教育政策，例如“少教多学”的概念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;华文改革改了些什么？你知道吗？什么是少教多学？要如何落实？这些不是理论，这些是需要落实在教学上的。我在这里不会填鸭式地给你标准答案，请你自己去找。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年的‘O’水准华文换了考试模式，不再有填写汉字、造句、完成句子、虚词，取而代之的是一篇综合填空、三篇理解测验、两篇理解问答。‘N’水准华文明年也换考试模式。这些你必须懂，这样你才知道你必须教什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电脑教学在学校已经很普及化，现在是看你停留在哪一个层次：powerpoint？flash？网上学习？博客？我喜欢利用电脑教学，也设立了一个博客网站，设立的目的单纯，只为了在教学上进行反思和与学生交流。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;常听到老师说在教育学院学的教学法只是纸上谈兵，其实不然，只是看你怎么去运用。你有一套教学法、一套理论在手，配合实际情况，适当地运用，一定会有成效。我们学校注重反思型教学和合作学习，前者让学生在学习时进行反思，后者以学生为主体，整个大前提是以“少教多学”为根基。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slide 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感恩的心&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/Cherubs.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="103" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/Cherubs.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　一路走来，感激很多人，尤其是帮助过我的人。你的协导老师其实扮演着很重要的角色，因为实习学校毕竟是你教书生涯的启蒙基地，刚开始实习时的紧张与不安是必然的，但我在四德女中实习的三位协导老师不断对我给予鼓励和帮助，让我对教学更有信心，也为日后铺路。实习的日子也有不愉快的时候，其中让我记忆深刻的是有一班女生较偏爱她们的华文老师，也许是自己较为敏感，也是自己事事求好心切，我对此事曾黯然落泪。协导老师知道此事后，还蛮担心我的。正如刘碧娟老师刚才所说，协导老师的职责就是协助学员融入群体、分享教学经验、在视察教学时提供反馈（其实他们不仅在视察教学时提供反馈，还应对你的言行举止提供反馈），我庆幸自己在实习时遇到很好的协导老师。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　后来实习过后被派到住家附近的一所邻里学校，正式教书的日子哭过的次数不少。近日，余天的儿子被主持人批评的事件，使“草莓族”这个词语再次出现。“草莓族”虚有美丽的外表，但禁不起压力，只要被现实轻轻一碰撞，就破掉、烂掉。我想，我当时也是属于草莓族群，因为年轻、单纯，内心容易受挫。后来，我开始感激伤害过我的人，他们让我看清很多事情，让我成长。落泪不是什么大不了的事，但你一定要收拾起哭过的心情，再次出发，教书这一行，你一定要经得起挫折。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我也感激教过我的老师：南初的老师、刘碧娟老师，一路走来，每当我遇到什么奇难杂症，我还是会向他们求医。姜还是老的辣，我少的是经验，面对教学上或人事上的难题，我还是会拨个电话、传个简讯寻求支援。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我去年任职主任时，校长、副校长都给予莫大的支持与协助，部门老师、校内老师都很合作，这些都很重要。在人生旅途上，遇到贵人很重要，遇到小人也无所谓，只是看你怎么去挡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;总结：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要你敢于尝试，不断摸索，你必然会在教育的领域有所收获。祝你们实习愉快，在往后的教学上能够Make A Difference。有缘的话，也希望你七月能够来我的学校执教。谢谢。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-113927685132650593?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/113927685132650593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=113927685132650593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/2005_1224Image0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;图一： 曾老师授课！ &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/2005_1224Image0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 图二：学生的思维在纸上。 &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/2005_1224Image0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;图三：认认真真完成任务。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0152.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;图四： 学生把讨论结果贴在墙上。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;图五： 学生呈现。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/2005_1224Image0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 图六：我很自恋，让我多放一张自己的照片。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;在异地教课，同一颗心，另一种心情。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;坦白说，战战兢兢的，毕竟怕在众人面前献丑。在新加坡我们惯于采用协作教学法，由小组讨论后呈现，我们习惯，学生也习惯。在异地，我同样选择这样的教学法教当地的一篇课文，与东方老师交流，互相学习。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;也许注定吃教书这一行饭，面对异地孩子，无可否认开始时是有点紧张，因太多只眼睛在注视着你，但进入状况后，还是很享受教书的过程。教书，真好！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;未完成……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*谢谢静娴老师不离不弃，在我上课时为我拍照。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-113531963248750224?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/113531963248750224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=113531963248750224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/113531963248750224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/113531963248750224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_113531963248750224.html' title='上课了！！！'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-113523118331936001</id><published>2005-12-22T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T16:27:48.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再续师生缘</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/2005_1224Image0021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 我和我的中学老师（黄志修老师）。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;请点击照片，就可以看到黄老师脸上的皱纹。哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;当然，你也可以看到我的皱纹。唉！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;阔别12年，我和我的中学老师竟然在东北重逢！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;重点是：大家不约而同地问：他，真的是你的中学老师？！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;是的，黄老师，你可以为自己英俊（还记得这个字念zun，第四声吗？）、年轻的脸孔沾沾自喜，别太得意哟！ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;不论师生，这就是安德逊的品质保证！哈！让我也沾你的光！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我写我的老师，要很认真地写，不可以如上那么轻浮，否则老师会骂，我心里也难过。黄老师在我中三那年担任我的华文老师，一般上，我都很喜欢教我的华文老师，因为我喜欢华文这一科；又或许是，我很喜欢华文这一科，所以我喜欢我的华文老师。这两者密不可分。现今的教育界，第一个“理论”应该较为确实吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;　　　　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我不禁想起几米的《向左走，向右走》。整个迷宫般的城市，不管天涯海角，也许间中我们错过了什么，但还是会重逢。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;　　　　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;这里不多写什么，在飞机上写了满满的两页给了黄老师。多年以后再见面，不仅是为年华老去感叹，还有说不清的惆怅。这样的文字，对黄老师而言，比较符合我的“人物性格”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;　　　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;想起《细水长流》：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;人生的际遇千百种&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;但有知心长相重&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;人愿长久　　水愿长流&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;年少时候&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-113523118331936001?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/113523118331936001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=113523118331936001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/113523118331936001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/113523118331936001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_113523118331936001.html' title='再续师生缘'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-113523090600486084</id><published>2005-12-22T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T15:02:05.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果说秋雨是缠绵的思念……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/2005_1224Image0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;图一： 窗外拍的雪景&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/2005_1224Image0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 图二： 同样是窗外拍的雪景（我们住11楼）&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;还记得，十二月四日（星期天）下了第一场雪，也是我们在东北看到的唯一一场雪。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;还记得，前一天我熬夜至三点准备下一周教课的powerpoint，结果错过了跟大家一起迎接雪的惊叹画面。其实，我错过了很多。我错过了赏雪的心情，错过了看到雪后应该有的诗情画意，错过了跟大家一起吃早餐论雪的精彩。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;这场雪，是我们盼来的。如果说秋雨是缠绵的思念，东北的雪是我一辈子的想念……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;后记：听说，我们离开以后，东北天天下着雪……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-113523090600486084?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-113507055964548237</id><published>2005-12-20T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T17:32:52.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的这一班</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/2005_1224Image0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_1224Image0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 这是七年级二班（即本地中一），我在东北师范大学附属实验中学执教的一班。留影做纪念。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-113507055964548237?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-113134905996775248</id><published>2005-11-07T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:37:39.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>欧得洋</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/5053158101485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/5053158101485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;欧得洋终于露面了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然两年来发了两张专辑，台湾“神秘歌手”欧得洋却从未露脸宣传，只以浓眉大眼的卡通人物出现在音乐录像。从第一张专辑《北半球有欧得洋》到今年的第二张专辑《看见六色彩虹》，大家对他是帅哥或丑男的猜测不断，这扑朔迷离的手法确实起到一定的宣传效果。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人往往就是这样好奇，对于神秘、未知的事总设法去探讨，寻个究竟，可是，知道答案后又如何呢？也许还会带来更大的失望！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是圣人，跟一般凡夫俗子一样，我对欧得洋的样貌也感到好奇，可是，在好奇的当儿，内心深处的某个角落却希望他永远不要露脸，为什么呢？因为期待是一种幸福。呵呵！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你呢？你会想知道欧得洋的庐山真面目吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-113134905996775248?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/113134905996775248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=113134905996775248&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/113134905996775248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/113134905996775248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='欧得洋'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-113048414442950946</id><published>2005-10-28T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T15:22:24.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放假了！</title><content type='html'>放假了，你有什么感言？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-113048414442950946?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/113048414442950946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=113048414442950946&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/113048414442950946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/113048414442950946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_28.html' title='放假了！'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-112849895555524445</id><published>2005-10-05T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T15:23:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>考试</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/10290285278.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 考试了，要加油哦！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-112849895555524445?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/112849895555524445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=112849895555524445&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/112849895555524445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/112849895555524445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='考试'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-112728448058364169</id><published>2005-09-21T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T14:45:30.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我和左手说再见</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/712left-arm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/712left-arm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 张良勇望着墙上的钟，晚上10点。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“如果我能让时间停留在这一刻，那该多好。”他对母亲说。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“可惜你不能。”母亲心疼又无奈地告诉他。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;良勇不愿明天来临，因为那时候，他将得和左手说再见。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;良勇今年13岁。六年前，他患上骨癌，被迫把左手臂给截肢（amputation）。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;虽然已经是六年前的事了，但他说起患病和治疗的经过，非常仔细，彷佛是才刚发生的事。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“起初，我只是突然觉得手臂疼痛，妈妈以为是我玩耍或运动时拉伤了肌肉，可是一个星期后，疼痛没有消失，妈妈摸了摸我的手臂，发现有一个肿块，立刻带我去看医生。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;一连串的X光和细胞组织检验，医生证实良勇患了骨癌。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“我当时也不知道癌症是什么，而且听医生说化疗能把病治好，我就想，那事情也没太严重嘛！可是妈妈为什么一直哭呢？”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;他接受了将近一年的化疗。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“是会害怕，但我不断鼓励自己。我很乐观，相信自己一定能康复。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;年纪那么小就得承受那么多疼痛，让人想了就心疼，但良勇自豪地告诉记者：“我没有哭。”　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“不过有嘀咕啦！”他害羞地说。“尤其是抽血和打针时。”　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;只要我乖乖听话，接受治疗，一定会好起来的。他是这么想的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为左手举行告别party　&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;可惜疗程结束后，医生给他带来了坏消息：无效。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;医生于是给良勇进行了一项手术，先把受癌细胞感染的骨头去除，再从他的小腿取出一小块骨头移植到手臂。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;手术后，良勇先住进了高护病房，后来再转到普通病房，并在那里度过了圣诞。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;都转到普通病房了，应该很快就能回家了。他一心渴望着。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;后来他才知道，医生是为了让他开心过圣诞，才暂时没把坏消息告诉他：在靠近手肘的地方还有一个小肿瘤。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“医生建议再进行一次手术，但妈妈认为那只是治标不治本，而且手术后，手臂也将无法再移动，妈妈于是接受了医生的另一建议－－截肢。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;之前的苦和痛，他都勇敢地面对了，为什么还是输了－－输了一只手？　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;一直很坚强的他，哭了。他告诉母亲，他不要把手锯掉。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;可是他知道，那是最好的选择，他必须接受。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;手术就在第二天早上。他告诉母亲，希望手术前能有很多人来看他；他要办一个派对，和他的左手说“Bye-bye”。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;母亲于是召集亲友到医院探望他。“他们带了好多玩具和漫画书给我。看到他们，我都忘了之前的担忧。”他眉飞色舞地回忆着。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;只是，当大家都离开了，他也从欢愉的party world被拉回残酷的现实世界。也就是那时候，他好想让时间停止。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;手术后第三天出院　&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;手术后，他醒来时，要求把病房里的灯和门都关上，窗帘也拉上。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“我就一直睡，睡到傍晚。母亲买了个鱼柳包给我，和我说了一个笑话，我才比较开心。”　　第二天，良勇的郁闷一扫而空。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“It's party time!”他一脸兴奋。“我坐上轮椅，单手推着自己在病房里来来回回，医生看到了都很惊讶。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;第三天，他就出院了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;和其他孩子明显不同　&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;良勇在家里休养了一年，9岁那年回到学校上三年级。他知道自己和其他孩子明显“不同”－－他少了一只手。他发脾气说不肯上学，其实，他心里很害怕。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;开学当天，社工到学校向学生解释良勇的情况。踏入校园，良勇看到有同学指着他说“就是他”。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;他能了解同学对他的好奇，可是让他比较气愤的是，有同学一直问他“你的手呢？”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“社工说话时，他们怎么没专心听呢？”他的语气有一点点激动。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;还有同学嘲笑他，说他的手被“砍掉”了，让他很难过。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“还有一次在中学时，有一个prefect以为我故意把左手‘藏’起来，就叫我不要闹，快把手臂伸好，我就告诉他，我真的没有（左手）。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;异样的眼光，嘲笑的话语，他已经学会坦然面对。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;但他还是要告诉大家：“如果你身边有患病的朋友，请不要嘲笑他们，应该帮助他们。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;张妈妈：要他面对，不要逃避　&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;当医生把坏消息――良勇患上骨癌――告诉张妈妈时，她泪如雨下。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“听到‘癌症’时，我的第一个念头是‘死亡’。我好害怕，好心痛，我不想失去我的孩子，他还那么小。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;但张妈妈知道，在孩子面前，她必须展现坚强的一面，做孩子最大的支柱。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;张妈妈带良勇去参观红十字会之家，让他知道残障人士的故事，让他明白少了一只手，生活还是可以继续。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;手是不是没有了？　&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;让张妈妈感到安慰的是，良勇在患病期间一直很勇敢。“他没有哭，即使是知道要截肢时，他也没有大声哭闹，只是默默地流泪。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;张妈妈记得，截肢手术后，良勇醒来时的第一个问题是：“我的手是不是没了？”然后就沉默不语。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;到了晚上，他跟母亲哭诉伤口很痛，也辗转难眠。“医生告诉我，良勇的痛是幻觉，要消除得靠意志，那也许需要三天，也可能是三个月或三年。我听了很难过，要我眼睁睁看着他每天被痛折磨，我不知道自己能撑多久。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;令张妈妈惊喜的是，良勇第二天就生龙活虎了。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;张妈妈知道，要一个孩子不去在意他人异样的眼光，谈何容易。　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“我问他，如果看到一个少了一只手的人，会有什么反应，他说会盯着那人看。我就告诉他，别人也会这样看他，他们只是好奇。”　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;张妈妈也采取强硬的方式，让良勇学习面对，而不是逃避。“看到有其他孩子，刚开始时他会躲到我身后，我就会把他推到前面。如果有人问我孩子为什么少了一只手，我会解释，而不是回避。后来有一次，他告诉我，一个婆婆问他为什么只有一只手，他就向婆婆解释。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;《星期五周报》第712期&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/112719650150771198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='有梦'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-112540536064510567</id><published>2005-08-30T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:36:00.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>终究会快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/1600/life1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/life1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;你今天难过吗？在学校被老师骂？功课交不上来？试音没有过关？班上太吵，无法控制？还有……？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么啦？为什么皱着眉头?你的脸庞看起来就像一张没有铺好的床单。怎么啦？为什么一脸麻木？你的表情看起来就像一块未曾上光的木头。现在的你需要的只是一个微笑，让自己轻盈、也让别人轻松的微笑。心情愉快，心里没事的时候，微笑是最美的装饰；心情低落，心里有事的时候，微笑也是最好的掩饰。快乐的你，就把微笑当成献给自己和别人的礼物；不快乐的你，则把微笑当成抵抗压力和悲伤的武器。别再让自己成为一张不平的床单或一块无光的木头了——忘记了微笑的脸，也容易被这个世界所忘记。要让自己成为一个发光的礼物或一件无敌的武器——当你对这个世界微笑的时候，这个世界也会以璀璨的微笑回报给你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快乐起来吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-112540536064510567?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/112540536064510567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=112540536064510567&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/112540536064510567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/112540536064510567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_30.html' title='终究会快乐'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-112493828481242381</id><published>2005-08-25T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T10:51:24.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>行动研究</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/Action%20Research%2019Aug4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;图一：专注学习&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/Action%20Research%2019Aug51.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;图二：还是很专注地学习&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;有句话说：认真的男人／女人最美丽。绝对同意。我喜欢看到学生认真专注地学习，喜欢看到他们在学习上有进步。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;这次的作文课，利用报章进行写作，希望从而提高他们的写作水平，这其实是学校进行的“行动研究”(Action Research)，这样的“名词”，或许会让人觉得沉重，可是我们不应老想着这是额外的工作，让我们把焦点放在提高自己的教学素质上，也让学生从中获益，一举两得。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;想想看吧。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-112493828481242381?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/112493828481242381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=112493828481242381&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/112493828481242381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/112493828481242381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='行动研究'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-112493716331901847</id><published>2005-08-25T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T10:32:43.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Yourself Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_07060011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;图一：刘煜筌小老师&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6277/1020/320/2005_070600101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;图二：邵伟焜同学&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;你还记得吗？这是Be Yourself Day那时拍的。一直没有时间挂上网，真是的。这个博客，唉，我看已经挂满蜘蛛网了！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Be Yourself Day，直接翻译，就是“做自己”。（突然想写一些深奥的东西）你是在做自己吗？还是每天戴上面具，扮演不同的角色？你喜欢自己吗？如果你要留言的话，请你给我十个你喜欢自己的理由，让我们共同分享。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;还记得当我在十五、六岁的时候，总觉得人性虚伪，开始变得愤世嫉俗。现在随着年龄增长，逐渐看开，喜欢自己，喜欢周围我喜欢的人，爱惜自己，疼惜自己。人也变得旷达，感觉多好。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;言归正传，Be Yourself Day，当天你们有机会扮演老师，其实，我们早就全班一起扮演过老师了，记得吗？希望你喜欢这样的学习，我也希望培养你的自信。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;记得留言，告诉我你喜欢自己的十个理由。（真想不到的话，五个也可以……）&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-112493716331901847?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-111897130766121869</id><published>2005-06-18T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T12:56:41.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>改革／改歌</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　这是我的一位好朋友在今年一月开学之前改的歌……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;　　一转眼，又要开学了……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;《开学快乐》&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　曲：郭文贤（《分手快乐》）&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　 词：HP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我无法帮你预言&lt;br /&gt;升职加薪有没有用&lt;br /&gt;可是我多么不舍&lt;br /&gt;朋友挨得那么苦痛&lt;br /&gt;教书可以不问收获&lt;br /&gt;至少要喜悦感动&lt;br /&gt;如果校长不会欣赏你&lt;br /&gt;你何苦非要留在那学校&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泡参茶让你提神&lt;br /&gt;想挡挡你心头里的睏&lt;br /&gt;你却想上街走走&lt;br /&gt;逛街购物更让你兴奋&lt;br /&gt;你说你不怕辛苦&lt;br /&gt;只有点遗憾难过&lt;br /&gt;假期就快结束了&lt;br /&gt;你还没玩够&lt;br /&gt;其实放轻松了&lt;br /&gt;教师节每天都过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开学快乐&lt;br /&gt;祝你快乐&lt;br /&gt;你可以教得更好的&lt;br /&gt;课外活动&lt;br /&gt;行政工作&lt;br /&gt;就留到下课后慢慢再说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开学快乐&lt;br /&gt;请你快乐&lt;br /&gt;挥别主流才和直通车相逢　&lt;br /&gt;（或：挥别中四又要和中三相逢／挥别EXPRESS又要和NORMAL相逢）&lt;br /&gt;离开旧爱&lt;br /&gt;像坐慢车&lt;br /&gt;看透彻了心就会是晴朗的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没人能把你的幸福没收&lt;br /&gt;你发誓你会教得有笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你放假时候真的美多了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-111897130766121869?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/111897130766121869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=111897130766121869&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111897130766121869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111897130766121869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_18.html' title='改革／改歌'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-111838478132046947</id><published>2005-06-11T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T08:59:34.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>成功了！</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/258/6305/640/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/258/6305/320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　右边的是我的外甥女蓓琳。放这张照片，并无他意，只是试试看，如何在博客上放照片。嘻嘻，我成功了！ &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-111838478132046947?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/111838478132046947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=111838478132046947&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111838478132046947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111838478132046947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_10.html' title='成功了！'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-111811388024838074</id><published>2005-06-08T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T10:55:12.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>学车</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;　　第一堂课是在去年10月16日，学了快要八个月，觉得没什么成就，太失败了！！！下个月要考车了，教车师傅竟然说：去试试看，这样的话考第二次的时候就比较有把握。言下之意，就是说我第一次一定不会及格，太过份了！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　古人说：“学而时习之”，意思是说学了之后，就要按时地温习，有“学”，也要有“习”（温习），所谓温故知新。我知道自己疏于练习，加上自己天生没什么运动细胞，脑、手、脚不能好好配合，然而……嘻嘻……要有恒（恒心）。同学，这篇小故事大道理是写给你看的。与你分享我的生活经验，希望你我都能好好“学”“习”。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-111811388024838074?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/111811388024838074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=111811388024838074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111811388024838074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111811388024838074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_08.html' title='学车'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-111804377028992857</id><published>2005-06-07T06:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:00:38.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>久违了……</title><content type='html'>　　竟然整整一个月没留言……却老想着要别人在这里留言。 很多事情，被忽略了之后，就一直被忽略……好像我忽略我的“博客”一样。久了，竟然哑口无言，欲言又止，不知从何落笔。蛮悲哀的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　其实，我每天都有话想说，都有话想记录。我可称自己是个“在冲凉房说话的女人”，当然，只跟自己说话（或许还有躲在缝隙里的壁虎）。在冲凉时，我最清醒（你必须懂得自己在什么时候最清醒）。说着说着，总是答应自己要把话给记录下来，但往往我却没有履行我的承诺。是懒惰？是疲劳？我都不否认。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　今天，是不是自己“洗心革面”的日子？让你我拭目以待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成语注释：&lt;br /&gt;1）哑口无言：像哑巴一样说不出话来。形容理屈词穷的样子。&lt;br /&gt;(ya3 kou3 wu2 yan2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2）洗心革面：清除坏思想，改变旧面貌，比喻彻底悔改。&lt;br /&gt;(xi3 xin1 ge2 mian4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3）拭目以待：表示盼望或确信某事的出现。&lt;br /&gt;(shi4 mu4 yi3 dai4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我的职业病……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-111804377028992857?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/111804377028992857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=111804377028992857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111804377028992857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111804377028992857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='久违了……'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-111536715587557560</id><published>2005-05-07T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T10:57:30.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1E2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;　　考试了，会很久很久没有见到你们。你们会想念我吗？就跟我想念你们一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　最后一堂课的时候，我问：“你们会怕我吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　真的有人举手。预料之中的事。你知道你是谁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　怕我的原因只有一个：做了亏心事—没有交功课。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　好好读书，不要辜负老师对你们的期望哦！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-111536715587557560?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/111536715587557560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=111536715587557560&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111536715587557560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111536715587557560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/05/1e2.html' title='1E2'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-111398139171004038</id><published>2005-04-21T06:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T10:56:52.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>交流</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;　　与我交流，请遵守以下条规：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1）只能（尽量）用华文书写。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2）附上姓名、班级。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　你应该已经习惯诸多要求／条规／规矩的我吧？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-111398139171004038?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/111398139171004038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=111398139171004038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111398139171004038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111398139171004038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post_21.html' title='交流'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-111380894224365057</id><published>2005-04-19T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T11:14:32.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>测验</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;《测验》&lt;/div&gt;　　一位哲学系的教授喜欢临时测验。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　一天，他又在全班意想不到时，宣布测验。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　还好，教授只是出一些常识。只是最后一题，有点棘手。这个问题是：“每天早上为我们打扫教室的女工叫什么名字？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我们猜想这可能是个玩笑。所以这一题，班上同学几乎没有做答。事实上，没有多少人知道女工的答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　下课前，有几位对分数比较在意的女同学去问教授最后一题算不算分。教授说：“算啊！为什么不？我们以后还会遇见很多帮助我们，我们却不知道他们是谁的人。这一题，只是一个开始！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　这是我相当难忘的一课。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;纪展雄、李观发编著《早上讲的小故事2》&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同学们，读了之后，你有什么联想？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-111380894224365057?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/feeds/111380894224365057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12190432&amp;postID=111380894224365057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111380894224365057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12190432/posts/default/111380894224365057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teaching-reflections.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post_18.html' title='测验'/><author><name>angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698317098693314298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://cometw.com/modules/in_momoko/themes/top_image/images/index_logo.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12190432.post-111355222339012919</id><published>2005-04-16T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T10:56:14.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>电脑教学</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;　　科技日新月异，不论工作上，学习上，我们都得调整步伐，才不会被淘汰。其实，电脑教学绝对不是一种累赘，物换星移，在教学的领域上，电脑教学逐渐融入，这趟电脑列车，早已启程，乘客上上下下，但这趟列车永远没有终点。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;　　如果没有电脑科技，我今天能在这里说话吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12190432-111355222339012919?l=teaching-reflections.blogspot.com' alt='' 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